Blasts From the Past—Summer Bliss
When we swim we shed our higher consciousness, the complex, reasoning human organism, and remember, deep inside ourselves, the first …
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A Friend Meets Death, Full of Curiosity
Our lives are full of curious and mysterious things, and I’m quite certain what came before our birth and after …
Truth & Beauty, My Flower Paintings
If “Beauty is truth, truth, beauty,” as Keats’ poem claims, then what do my paintings of flowers, my attempt to …
In Some Poetic Sense, Flowers Invented Love
Flowers are on my mind, after the super-bloom outing last month, after reading The Language of Flowers for book club, …
To All Those Missing Their Mothers on Mother’s Day
Farewell Letter to My Son She wrote me a letterafter her deathand I remembera kind of happy lightfalling on the …
Behind All Art is an Element of Desire—Adrienne Rich
Behind all art is an element of desire.Love of life, of existence, love ofanother human being, love ofhuman beings is …
Art More Real than “Me”
When poet Jorie Graham was three-years-old, she swirled her fingers through her mother’s still-wet oil painting. Her horrified mother picked …
Happy Earth Day! May She Live Forever.
The spark for the first Earth Day was the 1962 publication of Rachel Carson’s Silent Spring. A marine biologist and …
Yellow & Blue & Orange, O My! Super-Bloom Wildflowers
On Good Friday, my husband and I went searching for spring wildflowers in the hills of California. We do it …
Easter Gladness, Nobel Poet Milosz on How the World Ends & Begins Again
A Song on the End of the WorldBy Czeslaw Milosz On the day the world endsA bee circles a clover,A …
