A bee in winter travels into the new year finds open flower * * * Happy New Year, friends! I took an online haiku class this fall through St. Mary’s Sewanee. You might want to check out their offerings for…
My friend Mary Jo gave me a beautiful book of Christmas poems, and I’d love to share three of them this morning. Whatever else the day holds for you, I hope you find a moment of peace and stillness in…
Patricia Eastwood returns to Bacon today with a lovely meditation on the mad, mad world (and two books she’s read recently). From Patricia: Some things seem so routine – the rhythm of the tides, traffic, me walking to my mother’s…
Alice gleams in the mad, mad world while parents teach their young to share a rock in the sun – the sparrow bold and sharp finds crumbs – and the moth believes herself beautiful. Black eyed susans flirt by…
It began innocently enough. She walked into a bookstore, a famous one… The green carpet had seen better days. It almost had a seedy feel, that carpet. Like it should have been in a roadside motel. It had seen a…