Comfort
I record this poem of mine, The Quietly Singing Thing, to hearten and give us comfort in these challenging days.
A Piercing Call
At the end of May, the rainbirds sound their longing for water. A single plaintive note stretches out a parched...
Trail Home
A poem from Ecuador that echos my feelings today, as I prepare to visit beautiful Wisconsin. A remedy, a spell....
Aching to Connect
In the midst of a global trance of fear, we create a circle of sanity. Aching to connect, we hear...
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