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On a Quiet Day, I See the Future

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , on June 29, 2021| 4 Comments »


 
 
One day, I will walk into the quiet,
calm of the empty home. No TV.
No pinging of phones.
No one asking what there is to eat.
No one wondering if I can drive them.
No one telling me their dreams.
I will hear only the sound
of rain, of thunder,
of the wind rattling the inner doors.
Perhaps I will hear my own pounding heart,
the heart I thought belonged to me.
But there, in the dim light of the storm,
I might at last know for certain
the heart is made for giving away.
There are many ways to love.
Some of them are clearest
when I am most alone.

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Monday, Midsummer

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , on June 28, 2021| 2 Comments »


 
 
It could be any ordinary midsummer day
when the world redefines green
and the field leaps into leaf and bloom
and the birdsong plays in a nonstop loop,
but I’m sitting inside because it’s Monday
and there are bills to pay and deadlines
to meet and stovetops to scrub
and children to feed. I know
I’m supposed to seize the day and
walk in the waist-high wildflowers
that even now splay into deep purple bloom
in the alpine meadows still rung with snow,
but I know, too, there is work to be done.
Perhaps there is no such thing
as balance. There is only this story
of should versus should. For a moment,
I step out of the story and notice how
good it feels to not believe any of it,
to let myself be led by the next true thing—
this word asking to be written, this breath
asking to be breathed, this life wanting
to be loved no matter how I spend
these ordinary, precious hours.

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Two Spots Left for Playshop on Wednesday

Posted in Uncategorized on June 28, 2021| Leave a Comment »

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Why We Smile

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , on June 27, 2021| 2 Comments »

For Ivar


Today as we gently
spread mountain dirt
on your ashes
I think of
that snow blown day
three years ago
when we
at two below
were laughing
at how cold
we were and
how sticky
our skis.
It amazes me
how out of
bleakness
comes blessing.
To this day
your smile—
crooked
and wide as the mesa
we stood on—
still warms me,
your real smile
the only part
of that long cold race
I remember.

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Porphyry Basin

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , on June 27, 2021| 2 Comments »

so oh slippery flesh song
of skinny oh dipping
into oh icy clear
of blue oh in the high
alpine lake, oh and oh
how the shiver oh
breath oh is oh
such wild thrill in the oh
can you oh even dream
of how good it is oh
to be oh just a few
more oh seconds
held by oh liquid snow
so oh yes so only
right oh here
and so oh yes so very
oh nakedly
yes oh alive

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One Interminable

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , on June 26, 2021| Leave a Comment »


 
this day—a sentence
that cannot seem to find
its period

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One Eventual Path

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , on June 24, 2021| Leave a Comment »

 
 
so long I dreamt of a key—
now it crumbles to dust
this old cage around my heart

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Safety Net

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , on June 24, 2021| 6 Comments »



This morning I woke

thinking of all the people I love

and all the people they love

and how big the net

of lovers. It felt so clear,

all those invisible ties

interwoven like silken threads

strong enough to make a mesh

that for thousands of years

has been woven and rewoven

to catch us all.

Sometimes we go on

as if we forget

about the net. Believing only

in the fall. But the net

is just as real. Every day,

with every small kindness,

with every generous act,

we strengthen it. Notice,

even now, how

as the whole world

seems to be falling, the net

is there for us as we

walk the day’s tightrope.

Notice how every tie matters.

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Navigation

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , on June 22, 2021| 1 Comment »




Abducted, drugged and left
abandoned in a field, a bee
will still discover a way back
to its hive. Though day is night
and night is day, though
anesthetized, disrupted,
foggy, dazed,
the faithful bee returns.
Is it any wonder then,
the heart with its
ecstatic buzz, though dissuaded
by time, discouraged by
loss, deterred by neglect
or rejection, still manages
to navigate its way home?
Sometimes I feel it—
its beat, like the flutter
of wings, saying trust me,
I’ll lead you, finding home
is what I do best,
though the field is unfamiliar,
though I have
lost the path.  

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One Ephemeral

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , on June 21, 2021| 1 Comment »

like trying to hold a waterfall—
this beauty
that can only be lived

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