O Holy Night, What Stars Give Birth To
“Silent night, holy night, all is calm, all is bright.” The single-most, salient symbol of Christmas, for me, is a …
“Silent night, holy night, all is calm, all is bright.” The single-most, salient symbol of Christmas, for me, is a …
I was struck by the phrase “a desire for a higher lovemaking” when reading Goethe’s poem “The Holy Longing.” It …
I wrote this some time ago and I’m revisiting it now because it describes so well how I’ve been feeling …
There are a few refrains that I turn to again and again when I want to get a clearer sense …
Seamless Being I’m not sure what there is to say anymore about being me,Who I am-was-will-be.We flow together seamlesslyWithout end. …
I’m a late arrival to the Sinead O’Conner lovefest. I’d heard of her, of course, seen the photos, snippets of …
Hot Hills in Summer Heat I watch them every summer, the hot hills Crouched like a lion beside the road, …
If “Beauty is truth, truth, beauty,” as Keats’ poem claims, then what do my paintings of flowers, my attempt to …
When poet Jorie Graham was three-years-old, she swirled her fingers through her mother’s still-wet oil painting. Her horrified mother picked …
A Song on the End of the WorldBy Czeslaw Milosz On the day the world endsA bee circles a clover,A …