Writing a series of poems about my father led me to my grandfather, who died when I was an infant. He had a hard life: abandoned by his stepfather in Canada after emigrating from Germany; seeing his young wife die. I imagined a time between those traumas, with him watching the vast North Dakota sky.

Forthcoming in 2013 is Passager

Poet

Keep Moving
Grandfather, Standing
Quitting Time
Cuajimalpa, Good Friday Evening
Yet We See a Lot of Remains
Flood Stage on the Upper Iowa
Spring Love
El Sacrificio Santo
I Will Watch You Through the Middle of the Night
Preparing
Fire Engine at the Senior Home, 5 am
The River and Its Mercy
The Boys Playing Basketball
Full Eclipse at Koinonia
First Communion for the Children of the Undocumented
Abigail Lives in a Box
YOU ARE MY FATHER, MY SON