A Kind of Love: How the Cup Holds Tea
I’ve been thinking about this poem ever since I found it on The Vale of the Soul-Making. The way ordinary …
Category Archives: Writing
Blessings–For the Ear, For the Eye, & For You
Can’t you hear the laughter of the children, the slap of running feet, the rush and tumble of the waves? …
The Poetry That Saves Us
During these troubled times, the wars raging in Gaza and Ukraine, when our hearts are broken and we feel so …
The Desire for a Higher Lovemaking
I was struck by the phrase “a desire for a higher lovemaking” when reading Goethe’s poem “The Holy Longing.” It …
A Deer Screams — Beauty & Brutality at Home and the Hills of Vietnam
The most horrifying sound I’ve ever heard came one night soon after we moved here. A scream of pure terror …
Seamless Being, A Poem
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. …
Summering Upstream with Mary Oliver
Slowly this summer I’ve been reading and savoring Mary Oliver’s book of essays Upstream while sitting on my patio sipping …
Hot Hills in Summer Heat, A Poem
Hot Hills in Summer Heat I watch them every summer, the hot hills Crouched like a lion beside the road, …
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 …
