On a strangely warm morning in January, Pepper and Daisy and I puttered around the yard before the torrential rains came. The hairy bittercress had sent up its small, sturdy, white-flowering stalks in various locations. The tiny blue blossoms of…
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For my friend who has suffered a profound loss, and for anyone lost… For the Interim Time by John O’Donohue When near the end of day, life has drained Out of light, and it is too soon For the mind…
Happy New Year, friends! Here’s a poem/prayer by George Herbert to start the year, either reverent or irreverent – you decide – Bitter-Sweet Ah my dear angry Lord Since those dost love, yet strike; Cast down, yet help afford; Sure…
Today’s small treasure is a poem by former U.S. Poet Laureate Robert Pinsky that seemed resonant to me in these pandemic times. Samurai Song When I had no roof I made Audacity my roof. When I had No supper my…
What food are you loyal to? A strange question, yes. One posed by a poet. Award-winning poet Gerald Stern writes an ode to spaghetti in today’s selection from “Poems in Your Pocket”… Spaghetti by Gerald Stern Not infrequently destroyed as bits of paper of no…
Small treasures enchant us. They can tickle the fancy; delight the eyes; inspire awe, even. Most admirably, they can be tucked away. My sister’s Christmas gifts reminded me. My gift to you this week is an assortment of small wonders…
I fly through the house on my knee scooter! I perch on my cane. I sometimes miss the sofa life, which strangely brought with it a peaceable acceptance of my condition, along with whatever was brought on a tray. I…
For my Aunt Marie Green leaves cradle the fallen and finished – spent, diminished – (Nature cradles broken things) Lantana yellow small and white bloom wild, unburdened – fierce, unplanted – (Sown by Nature’s careful hand) Unplanned her hard shell cracks…
Do you ever let flowers die in the vase for the poignant beauty – and gorgeous horror – of their fade? Living the sofa life, I imagine myself in a 19th century novel… a woman who has taken to her bed, gazing at her…