At those times
when I feel in harmony
with the world
Every clock dances
with 12:12, 3:03 or
other synchronous pairs
before moving on to
the next minute in time
Conversely, hands
on a discordant clock
suspend time as
they stretch and point
toward numbers that disagree
Like a flashing red light
they warn again and again
that the world has become too much
Another summer of drought the Matta, Ni and Po rivers come and go signs noted along the highway At the Rappahannock I become aware how devastating the absence of rain has been there is little evidence a river ever ran through here, but Somewhere to the southeast the Rappahannock gathers its waters once again unto…
She was a nothing cat a stray but she stayed around and they grew up together when he went away he gave her to his little sister it didn’t matter because it was just a scuzzy, nothing kind of cat Margie took care of the cat and whenever she wrote she always assured him that…
I started to ask myself when did it begin How many days? 365 in most years, so has it been 1,825,000 – or more even science doesn’t know the answer Some would say quantifying things is important even necessary – but Life might be about each moment – how would one possibly find a way…
At first a few leaves lay scattered on the ground but by Wednesday whole yards were covered Lawns returned to green only when weekend gardeners shredded and swept the interlopers It is early August, yet the Tulip Poplar doesn’t care Years ago, its broad yellow leaf intrigued me, as reaching between the Manual of Woody…
Strive to live each day in little moments Noting the joy of each and let them become as small steps leading you through the darkness If you can capture one another will surely follow Sometimes we have to tell ourselves to breathe until the normal rhythms of life take over again
Anger is a poison masking deeper feelings about unconditional love caught in an untenable situation stumbling along the path to acceptance I hear something fall and glance backwards – it’s just a little piece of my heart big girls don’t cry