Crazy with Gratitude
with thanks for Mary OIiver’s poem, Honey Locust What Oliver said of the bee: “crazy with gratitude, happy as a...
When Breath Suspends
And when the air has sailed back out, breath suspends. And rests, invisible as a new moon. How I...
Entanglement
In my lifetime, entanglement has turned its meaning on its head. Not the loveless marriage, nor the twisting whale caught...
Bounty
This is the day I am given. Filling my vision, geraniums’ orange-red. Was ever a color so certain? What else,...
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