The Women Singing

The Women Singing

The women singing covered me with a quilt of harmony. The Swannanoa River skipped shallow over rocks, bopping a fairy...

Another Bend in the River

My life has taken another turn. Costa Rica was beautiful but I got sick and had to return before the...

The Quietly Singing Thing

When aloneness looms like a giant shadow on the ceiling, when it windmills its wings and it screams in both...

Cleanse Me of Certainty

Cleanse Me of Certainty

Cleanse Me of Certainty The river is swirling, swirling. The banks are far from my sight. The fast waters frighten...