“The hallmark of the coming decades will be grief.” (Francis Weller) I’ve had an unsettled feeling lately, even though things in my life are going well. It’s like an absence, a loneliness for something that I didn’t know was gone. Lately I’m missing the hummingbirds, but their leaving is a scheduled departure, and my heartContinue reading “Watch This More than Once”
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Fifty Years
I dig my way into the back corner of the storage space, past suitcases, sleeping bags, the keyboard I bought to console myself in 1990 when I… (I find myself not wanting to finish that sentence.) …in 1990 when I left my marriage, my home, and my piano. My piano and my songbooks were whatContinue reading “Fifty Years”
Lament for a Civilization
There is no change, no plan, no amputation,No nurse with power to heal,None to take us by the shoulderto look us in the eye and warnof danger there insidethis fascination to wring every ounce of lifefrom this slow death. There is no hope of change, no coming back.This death will come, must come.Is it notContinue reading “Lament for a Civilization”
A Bouquet of Stars
I wrote recently about Going to Seed, how my body isn’t recovering the way I want it to. I think my current discomfort goes back to August in the blackberry patch. I love the blackberry patch. I love blackberries. But it is a one-handed job, reaching into the brambles with my right, while holding aContinue reading “A Bouquet of Stars”
Fallen Petals
A year and a half ago, after the death of a precious friend, I left the funeral with a bouquet. Such beauty, meant to comfort, and yet, bit by bit, just like with my friend, I had to let it go, as the petals fell. The ache of release is sometimes more than we canContinue reading “Fallen Petals”
