The Grether Blog Posts

I.I’m writing love songs to the world,Writing, writing everyday.It’s a process, sure, slow, and steady,Like love itself never is. Sure as the bond between brothersWho…

The work runs on and on, a steady stream,A constant feel of flowing and of force,The strength to fight the current. ItReminds me of that…

We’d listen in the kitchen to the voicesIn the dining room. We’d lean againstThe door and press our ears to hear the soundsOf parents fighting,…

for Dan, died in a fire, 1996 Hold on a moment, angels.Why are you always in such a hurry?Can’t I have the simple chanceTo say…

A Sonnet for G.M. Hopkins Behold the hands of God in the feverishAnd sick. Behold their shining halos, thereAbove their heads, as they lie smiling…