Mary Oliver, Washed in Light
One of my favorite poets, Mary Oliver, died last week. I do not have the words to tell you how …
One of my favorite poets, Mary Oliver, died last week. I do not have the words to tell you how …
Pied Beauty by Gerard Manley Hopkins Glory be to God for dappled things – For skies of couple-colour as a …
All My Body Calls All my body calls for something in this sleeping earth we call the spirit. But how …
Love After Love by Derek Walcott The time will come when, with elation you will greet yourself arriving at your …
With graduation season upon us, I thought I’d re-share the most inspiring graduation speech I ever read. One by the …
I came across this poem on one of my favorite blogs O at the Edges. I love the image of …
Some of us are always seeking a path beyond ourselves, beyond articulation. It’s not escape. It’s the opposite of escape. …
September, 1918 This afternoon was the color of water falling through sunlight; The trees glittered with the tumbling of leaves; …
I’ve long been a huge fan of Paul Klee’s paintings and e.e. cummings’ poetry, and for similar reasons: their playfulness …
These are the themes that run through so much of what I’m compelled to write about. No doubt because they …