…between ancient roots
outside doing something else I turn and see them snowdrops thrusting through dead leaves beside a snowdrift I drop everything, pick up a rake, clear their bed the garden, an […]
…or not
first take the sunlight inside your body and soul then dip down into the darkness of the waters add the salt of the earth, take a deep breath: you’re here […]
Autumn at the Happy Hermitage: ghazal verses
the leaves are falling, the ridge rising into view I know it was there all along, but now I see the still blue wave, and the rocks invisible still silent […]
…here’s my hand, a ghazal for the year’s turn
sometimes watch your thoughts: leaves floating by on a stream other times, hunt your thoughts down, be a predator the witness knows which thoughts pass, which to devour in winter […]
The Roses are Remembered: Land Songs
June 25th marked a year since Douglas and I moved from our house in the woods to High Valley The last time I posted here, I wrote about feeling overwhelmed […]