The day I was killedwhile doing my jobwas a normal dayin my American skinthat is to saymy Chinese American skinmy nonwhite skinand a taxpaying skinand a kind oneand a skilled oneand an everyday oneand a valuable one unless your dayin your American skinwhich to sayyour white male skinand an aching oneand a violent oneand aContinue reading “For Xiaojie”
I’m excited and happy to announce that my first poetry collection is now available for order at the Shanti Arts Website. Other places coming soon: http://www.shantiarts.co/uploads/files/mno/MURPHY_STONES.html
There’s something really fun about picking out a cover for a book. When we created “NY Votes for Women: A Suffrage Centennial Anthology” I worked with a creative design friend and we were so proud of the results. I’ve been fortunate again in working with a publisher, Shanti Arts, that is also a promoter ofContinue reading “First Poetry Collection!”
A Poem on Martin Luther King Jr.’s birthday in honor of Coretta Scott King, his widow
When I wrote this poem, my mom tucked a copy of it in a Hanukkah card for her friend, Marlene. When she told me, it was a sweet reminder that we never really know how far, or where, our words can reach.
A couple of weeks ago, my brain started trading in small poems again. Much like the ones from the start of the pandemic, they are a mix of daily events, moments and thoughts, bouncing from the horror of our days to the comfort in them. I’ll admit they are a nice distraction.
In late March, when New York State went into our “Pause” phase in the early days of COVID-19, I began writing and sharing one small poem each day. It lasted as long as my observations brought inspiration, through the end of April. Some are haiku, there were a couple tanka – some were just veryContinue reading “Small Poems from the Great Hunkering”
Necessity is the mother of invention, and having a book to share has made a web page finally feel necessary. (click on link above for more)