Foremothers’ Solace Late afternoon, waning sunlight streaming in, the familiar, repetitive work of keeping a household afloat finished for the day, I rest. It occurs to me how hard my foremothers mu...Read More
Instructions for Beginning Anything Before you start, take a moment to do whatever it is you need to do- sweep the floor, wipe the table, take out the trash- to clear the house that is your mind. Let ...Read More
Home I like to be The first one home In the afternoon, To find the house Silently waiting. The books rest on the shelf, Leaning gently to the left. The table holds the candlestick Benevolently in its ...Read More
Reminiscing As their colors begin to turn, each day a little more brown and yellow and red, the trees seem to be reminiscing. “Remember?” they say to each other on the cool wind. “Remember May a...Read More
Hiking Companions Anxiety starts off strong, picking up stones along the path to rub their sharp edges, but wears out quickly. Melancholy quietly places those stones in a sack and slings it over his s...Read More
Take a Knee Sitting on the sidelines at my grandson’s soccer game on that cool night, bundled in a shared blanket, we cheered for his team while our neighbors to the left cheered for the other and t...Read More
The Worrier She lies in bed, Staring into the silent darkness Outside her window. Fears, Muffled by day, Now rise, one by one, To the surface. Her family, Her job, The future, And anxieties She cannot...Read More
Season And now, leaves are just beginning to droop, elderberries, overripe, are dropping, tomatoes have taken on their late season tang, and there are apples, so many apples. We are between. It is no ...Read More
House When I close my eyes, I can still step onto that porch and enter the arched doorway of the house I grew up in. And though it is long gone, torn down to make way for something bigger, I can still...Read More
I may have been a little melodramatic…. Kindergarten I was one of those that wept, my heart clinging despondently to the past, wept to see my mother turn so easily to leave me, wept at this stra...Read More
This Train That Is My Life “The ability to simplify means to eliminate the unnecessary so that the necessary may speak.” Hans Hofman I wouldn’t say that it is speeding by, but it is moving at a ...Read More
Blueberries Opaque gray-blue, polished purple-black, they are hidden in clear view along the rocky mountain path. I savor the complexity of tastes stored within their tough skins. Sweet and spicy, the...Read More
Pace Imagine the sound of a cloud moving leisurely across the sky, a pine tree’s imperceptible growth compelled by its longing for light, a gentle rain’s slow slide down the pane, the sigh alignin...Read More
Happy fortieth anniversary to us! camping I by the fire staring off into the woods aglow with morning’s rays you walking the carpet of leaves noticing each subtle change of light I reading a book of...Read More
By Now By now, the wounds we haven’t managed to recover from have found a home in every sigh, every ache, every limp. I feel it and I am learning to accept it. I tell myself this: Just do the best y...Read More
Questions About Place Can you ever really know a place? You show up, dwell in it for a short time or long, but you never know its whole history. What happened here before- a day ago, a decade, a centu...Read More
How I Want To Remember Us We were all there, the whole family, sitting on a blanket together. Waiting. An entire history of events had brought us to that moment, including tragedy and grief that I was...Read More
Once Once upon a time, I was brand new. I saw faces, felt the touch, of people who loved me just for being born. I grew. I reached out for the green of the trees, the blue of the sky. I breathed in th...Read More
Rocks My husband Brings home rocks And sets them, Like a treasure, In the middle of the table. I don’t know what to do With all of them. They are interesting, Most of them, to look at, But numerous,...Read More
Retrospect Sure. Looking back, you tell yourself, you would have done things differently. You should have tried harder, been more patient. You could have done more. But retrospect is an observation to...Read More
I have been posting a poem almost every Sunday for six years. A lot has happened in this country, in the world, during this time, much of it very distressing. What has happened in the past couple of w...Read More