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Peace & Plenty
“ The three great elemental sounds in nature are the sound of rain, the sound of wind in a primeval wood, and the sound of outer ocean on a beach.” – Henry Beston I wrote of early spring in my … Continue reading
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Boundless
“ Like some winter animal the moon licks the salt of your hand, yet still your hair foams violet as a lilac tree, from which a small wood-owl calls.” – Johannes Bobrowski I want my words to conjure spring instead … Continue reading
Threshold
“ What’s comin’ will come, an’ we’ll meet it when it does.” – Hagrid, from Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire Mid-winter is revealing more of its beauty these days, the clear blue sky often awash in layered brushstrokes … Continue reading
Janus
Dark poetry and longing traverse the unbound heart, igniting flames of winter blue and summer gold in their wake. Scents of forbidden fruit waft through the forest of words luring the unwary from the known path, encasing them like insects … Continue reading
Dark Sky
“ Trees are poems that the earth writes upon the sky.” – Kahlil Gibran, Sand and Foam A river of rain on its way from the Philippine islands hit the West Coast this week blasting apart the lingering ice … Continue reading
Phoenix Rising
“ There is an eternal landscape, a geography of the soul; we search for its outlines all our lives.” – Josephine Hart There is still ice on the rooftops and it’s bone chilling cold outside, a new year has dawned from … Continue reading
