Haiku is a way of culling things from the stream of things that rush past the senses. — Michael J. Rosen Copy Share Image
Home is the place that goes where you go, yet it welcomes you upon your return. Like a dog overjoyed at the door. We've… — Michael J. Rosen Copy Share Image
“Oh let the lemons lie there, upended yellow boats, their empty inboards so clean and white, let them always ferry such distractions from ourselves.” — Michael J. Rosen Copy Share Image
