Poem: My Father’s Hands, in memoriam

A new poem: “My Father’s Hands, in memoriam”

Photograph of lilies by Ray Hemachandra

Poem: Favorite Person

Favorite Person The excitement of hello vibrates and shines not with the promise of what’s to come but just for … More

Ray and Nicholas Hemachandra sitting by the Blue Ridge Parkway in North Carolina (photo by Kristi Pfeiffer)

Poem: To have and to hold until death has no part

To have and to hold until death has no part He had a secret. He grabbed you and pulled you … More

Leathe Hemachandra: Poems from My Grandmother

Here’s what I think I know: My grandmother Leathe Hemachandra was born Leathe Wade Colvert in New York City on … More