Kingdoms
September 22, 2021
“Thus the world grows rich, grows wild, and you too, grow rich, grow sweetly wild, as you too were born to be.” —- from “The Other Kingdoms” by Mary Oliver
Tag: Nature
Nature, Poetry, and Ecopoetry
September 10, 2021
This is a really interesting essay in a really interesting blog I’ve recently begun reading. I recommend it, poets! The 1960s brought an awareness of an emerging environmental crisis. This crisis captured the attention of poets and led to the creation of ecopoetry… Nature, Poetry, and Ecopoetry
Hearts
September 4, 2021
So much held in a heart in a lifetime. So much held in a heart in a day, an hour, a moment. We are utterly open with no one in the end – not mother and father, not wife or husband, not lover, not child, not friend. We open windows to each but we live … More Hearts
Favorite Creative Nonfiction: 2nd Quarter 2021
August 13, 2021
Moms. I don’t know about sons and mothers but I can tell you a bit about daughters and mothers. I can tell you it’s rarely an uncomplicated relationship. We love our moms in most cases but we don’t understand her. We may think we do but she lived a whole other life before us, a … More Favorite Creative Nonfiction: 2nd Quarter 2021
Fold us into Velvet
July 7, 2021
darkness of eyes, darkness of cloudsflowing off the Gulf,lamps will not light this place as cerulean yields to burgundyas night folds us into velvet,when we sleepyou sometimes hold my hand —— from “When You Sleep Without Pain” by Peach Delphine in Feral Poetry
Faith
June 6, 2021
“I’m an optimist, but a melancholy one—the sort who doesn’t believe that everything is great, but knows it isn’t and believes that it’ll be okay anyway. Maybe a better word for that is faith.” — Cheryl Strayed
Oak Tree and Fern
May 10, 2021
“Beauty was all around them. Unsuspected tintings glimmered in the dark demesnes of the woods and glowed in their alluring by-ways. The spring sunshine sifted through the young green leaves. Gay trills of song were everywhere. There were little hollows where you felt as if you were bathing in a pool of liquid gold. At … More Oak Tree and Fern
NaPoWriMo Day 27
April 27, 2021
Pink Moon 5 a.m. & the moon looms large in my pollen-streaked window, tree branches knocking across her surface. It’s been ages since I’ve been awake in this early morning hour, I’ve forgotten how solid the night can be, empty of ghosts in the closet and monsters under the bed – they only seem to … More NaPoWriMo Day 27
NaPoWriMo Day 25
April 25, 2021
As I Sit in SpringSunday, mid-morningand finally it’s not rainingthe wind is silent but for occasional sighsand flutters throughcurtains of greenApril is stretchingand so am I Both of us pushingthe grey awayletting lightwarm our days Prompt via The Wombwell Rainbow Art by Kerfe Roig
NaPoWriMo Day 22
April 22, 2021
Patience Fallow days find me watching Monty Don, his busy hands digging, pulling, planting – and dreams of zucchini (corgettes!),squash, and chili’s dance in my head. Every vegetable and flower that might grow in my hot, humid climate gets a notation in my notebook while I find myself thinking in British-eze. But in my life … More NaPoWriMo Day 22
