Maybe Magic
This was the year
My children stopped believing in magic
The year they realized Santa's gifts,
The Easter Bunny and even
The trinkets left by garden fairies
Under their...
Rising
3/27/22
You can only seeThis sunrise through the treesTo that line of mountainBecause spring is still tryingTo find its way to this altitudeBecause the branches...
Faithful
March 31, 2021
Remember
How the earth is faithful
As soil sends shoots
Through dark sod
Waves recede and encroach
Pulled by a moon
They do not know
Yet are known by
Rooted...
What I Call Home
March 8, 2022
This is not cleaning
My house
This is not sorting clothes
From past seasons and styles
Into bags to give away
This is seeing myself
Worthy of being...
The End
March 20, 2020
If the world is ending
I may as well paint my deck
Start the seeds in my garden
And organize the closet
I’ve left in chaos...
OK
It is ok to just be
Exhausted from the day
The week the year
It is ok that the piles of regrets
Are higher than the unfolded laundry
At...
Speedwell
You asked me today
What is love?
And all I could think of was
Tiny purple speedwell
That every year
Push through the snow
Fragile petals
wholly flung open
To coal-black earth
And...
The Lake
February 20, 2022
The question
Of whether any cherry trees
Around the lake
With the fountain
And the geese
Had bloomed
Was enough
To get me out of bed
And breathing again
I tried...
Ice Storm
The sleet plays percussion
On the stove vent
While I’m fixing tea
Feeling the ice
Settle back in deep
It helps not to dwell
On past warm days
And short nights
It...
New Year Still Life
Maybe this is the year
I learn to listen
To the stirring under waters
Reflecting
Stars in passing
The insects nestling
In the dry tangle of summer
Some of them we...
