Growing Orbits of Love — From the Sensual to the Sacred in Prose & Poetry
He passed his fingertips over her skin almost without touching her, and experienced for the first time the miracle of …
He passed his fingertips over her skin almost without touching her, and experienced for the first time the miracle of …
My last post about the “Slant-wise & Slippery” retelling of Little Red Riding Hood reminded me of a fun and …
I’ve always loved fairy tales, especially the darker, deeper, originals where good did not always overcome evil. As a young …
So Much Happiness by Naomi Shihab Nye For Michael It is difficult to know what to do with so much …
What is it about this painting by Ernie Barnes that so uplifts and inspires? That ripples with joy? That feels …
I mentioned in my last post that I wrote a myth about the creation of the isthmus that now comprises …
In a novel I’m writing I include an origin myth of how the isthmus of Central America was created. It’s …
I’ve been reading (again) Jane Hirshfield’s Nine Gates: Entering the Mind of Poetry, a collection of essays on the art …
This phrase from my poem Brimless Being is becoming a mantra I turn to often these days. It’s about the …
What is it about the fragile, fleeting, and flagrant beauty of flowers that can so break a heart? I wrote …