Tom Crider
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Our little houndloves to nose the ground, sniffing grass and leaveswhere aroma symphonies sing to him. So today,parked at the store his old brown eyes begto leave the car. Each stone, leaf, weedhe meets is new as he pushes hisgray muzzle through savoring the delightsof his much shorter life. We return to the carwhere I Read more
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To those who barely had timeto save your pets beforeabandoning your homes to the flames,please forgive me forenjoying coffee on my patio this morning. To the parents of the boylost in the canyon,I’m truly sorry for frettingabout a pain in my wrist. I apologize to firefightersfor having eyebrows unsinged and to all the wild creatureswho Read more
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Back when the galaxywas youngthey say the wheel of fortunespun, the exploded stardust gatheredinto everything we seeand we (the lucky ones!) landedatop the species tree where we look downon the frogs, the antelopes,the bumblebeesand other clustersof cosmic dustgoing about their business who must feelthe universe is not justa little nuts but cruelto have gifted usthe Read more
Selected Poems by Tom Crider 