Poems by Jon Anderson
California Prodigal
... Sires, frozen in the famed paint ...
Caged Bird
... But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams ...
from On the Pulse of Morning
... But today, the Rock cries out to us, clearly, forcefully, ...
The Mothering Blackness
... s daughter threats of northern winds die on the desert&rsquo ...
Awaking in New York
... and I, an alarm, awake as a ...
Kin
... FOR BAILEY We were entwined in red rings ...
A Plagued Journey
... Safe in the dark prison, I know that ...
Phenomenal Woman
... I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model&rsquo ...
