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 …
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 …
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 …
Primary Wonder, by Denise Levertov Days pass when I forget the mystery.Problems insoluble and problems offeringtheir own ignored solutionsjostle for …
I wrote this poem for a novel I’m writing about love and war in Central America. It’s written in the …
I read a brilliant piece in The New York Times this morning about how suffering hides in plain sight. The …
I’ve been in a romantic mood lately. Both in the sensual and spiritual sense. This lust for life. This sense …