September Heat Wave
Friends, I greet you from South Texas, where September continues to bring her fierce heat to the land - days over
When I Want to Hurry Grief
Today's poem is a shorty, an honoring of grief's time table, how she takes as long
The Summer I Decided to Write My Book
This poem came last night, as I was cooking dinner, and I was thinking of how much cooking I'
What I Remember When I Say I Hate Doing Chores
This poem came to me during a writing facilitation with a client. We were exploring beauty, kinship, and respect - or
Apiary
I've long loved these lines from Spanish poet Antonio Machado:
Last night as I was sleeping,
I dreamt—
Toxicodendron
Oh, poison ivy. Let me count the ways I've taken our family's dogs for walks over
Recovery
Last week one of my writing clients and I explored moths, her favorite insect. Of course Mary Oliver wrote a
April Rain Shower, Mid Morning
I've written several poems about the rain as a symbol of mercy.
But this poem surprised me, bringing
Subtraction + join me for a poetry reading with One Art
Dear friends, this poem came yesterday when a delightful young woman and I met for our regular writing circle. Our
Unbecoming
The image of the butterfly, the pupa, and the chrysalis has long spoken to me. But in truth, the butterfly