Staying sane in the time of corona has gotten easier in some ways and harder in others. I find myself Really Impatient in the home stretch. ML Davis stops in at Bacon today with some good energy and reading recommendations,…
My friend Patricia Eastwood stops in today with a funny and heartfelt reflection on 3 years of New Year’s resolutions, plus a book recommendation. I’m starting the book tomorrow, if not sooner! It sounds so intriguing and thought-provoking for January of 2021… From…
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…
You’re on a galloping horse. On your right is a sharp drop off, and on your left is an elephant traveling at the same speed as you. Directly in front of you is another galloping horse, but your horse is…