Like golden butterflies, aspen leaves flicker in themorning breezethat dares the sun to crawlabove the mountain peaksas it announces its intentionwith kaleidoscope […]
Morning news, colder than the air that wraps my abode.
Pathetic in false relevancy to anything real.
Foolish spawns fat on toxic waste spewed from golden towers
thick in greed and power.
I am much like you.
I’m a gadabout
dressed in threadbare wings
still fluttering from
flower to flower…
While a conveyor of human kindness prevails, there are those who fall prey to a provocateur with a whip that cracks through […]
Cowing’s 2009 Jackrabbit Highways juts along paths of loss, wonder, anger, self-revelation and discovery. Like a quick-moving jackrabbit, Cowing’s precise word movement is as pleasant juicy to read as the first bite into a September-ripened tomato as noted in her poem “Tomato.”