Tag Archives: 2025

Cycle

warm breezes blow, thetips of tree branches swell, theground greens, apage of the calendar turns.reminders that we have survived somethingthe coldest days anddarkest nights.short-sighted, we celebrate the emergenceinto a new season, forgettingfor a moment,that everything is a cycle.

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Listen

The remains of last year’s leavesrustle in the breeze Water from recent rains burbles acrossrocks in the creeka mourning dove hoots an owl song in the distanceuncut weeds rattle from windor a scampering squirrelYet you miss it all as the … Continue reading

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This I know

In a world of change, violence, mindlessnesswhere power and wisdom occupy separate branches where fear flies as rage,these things I knowthe maple trees’ helicopter seeds will sprout where they landwinter will eventually cede ground to spring and summercold and dark … Continue reading

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I am here

in this world of messy things whereneed and pain and hurt and loveexistin this classroom of messy things whereneed and pain and hurt and love existin this family of messy things whereneed and pain and hurt and loveexistin this city … Continue reading

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Winds of March

The winds of March have strewndisorderI’m barely hanging onhoping for theend of the week,end of the project,end of this moment. The Vernal Equinox arrivedchilly with promise of cold,windy with a whisper of equal,balance,a pause before forwardmotionMaple trees that held tiny … Continue reading

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Between (again)

Here we are again– between. between wintry days a warm reprievebetween sunrises a darknightbetween cradle and gravelife, existence, everythinga dash between dates on a tombstonea calm day between stormsa hurricane between calm daysa family between the bellsa moment between minutesa … Continue reading

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Thinking on Sunday

Pipettes and petri dishesscience literacy and critical thinkinghold hope for a better futureAs I sit eating breakfast on a stressed Sunday,people are dying across the worldthe effects of climate change are ever-presentlocal and global economic issues loom largelingering the damage … Continue reading

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As if

As if she hadn’t just beat us down with hailblown us around with winddoused us in downpoursand rent the sky with thunder and lightningthe sky cleared in the eastthe sun passed a warming glow over allthe damage as if nothing … Continue reading

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For

If I were writing a book of poems, short stories, essaysto whom would I dedicate it?Would it be different if it were a novel?Family seems the easy and obvious choicewho else has stood by me all these years?there are grandmothers … Continue reading

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Background

–after David WhyteMy phone is an everpresent companionliving in my hand, on my desk, in mypocket, taking my focus when there’s down time (and when thereisn’t). It pulls itself into the foreground using tricks, sounds, vibrations, streaks, dopamine, shallowconnectionIt demands … Continue reading

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