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Praise the Positive Deviants

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , on September 18, 2026| 7 Comments »


      written in response to the Imagine Retreat, inspired by Boris Worm, Cynthia Bourgeault,
 
I want to remember how this morning
a man stopped us on the road to tell us 
of the yellow mushroom ahead, 
how his hands trembled like startled wings
in his thrill to share the strange polka-dotted beauty.
Want to remember the woman who companioned 
a sphinx caterpillar across the road. 
And the man who stands in the ocean every day, 
teaches hope through data, and knows himself 
not as the ocean’s custodian but as the ocean’s lover. 
Something in the daily way they live their love 
ignites brighter love in me, a primal love that splashes
in puddles and weeps salty tears at the side of the sea,
a love that refuses to be restrained 
even as we grieve the harm we commit
against this fragile, resilient, changing planet. 
Bless those who offer their hearts to the world
even in a state of alarm and despair. 
We think hope can’t survive, but it does.
Bless these humans and their contagious, rebel love, 
their mycelial love, their wild-flowering love, 
may it spread in us, too, growing faster than kelp, 
reproducing like rabbits, adapting like mangroves,
a love that bids us to live toward the mutual flourishing of all, 
not out of fear for ourselves and our world, 
but for love, because love, because love, because love. 

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The Gift of Forgetting

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , on May 14, 2026| 4 Comments »


 
 
A Thursday so ordinary
I might forget it is another
chance to love this world
until the delicate flowers
of service berry bushes 
start to throw their lacy white petals 
onto the trail as if I’m a bride 
walking the aisle—
and maybe it’s a gift
each time I forget the wonder
of Spring because each time
I remember, I’m remade again
by the simple splendor
of May, how tender the green
of the new aspen leaves, 
how urgent the rush of snowmelt
as it pumps through the gorge 
with its cold, clear song,
how warm the air playing on my face
like a lover’s hands ever so gently 
lifting the veil.

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In Broad Daylight

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , on January 26, 2026| 7 Comments »


 
 
I take my rage to the river.
A heron flies into the wind.
I let myself be opened
by the great gray wings
and the great gray sky
and the great gray largeness of water,
not to rid myself of rage
but to become a clearer channel
to meet the chest-scouring,
scab-clawing, cell-screaming,
throat-burning fury of rage
and remind my heart I can
know all this rage, can be
feral with rage and still
keep on loving the world.

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One Reflexive

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , on January 21, 2026| 2 Comments »

the way the pupil knows
to widen in the dark
in these darkening days, this heart

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Because: Cinepoem from RISKING LOVE

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , on September 12, 2025| Leave a Comment »

Feeling helpless? Hopeless? In every moment, the constant invitation: Be ridiculously courageous in love. As if the world depends on it. “Because” is the fourteenth track on RISKING LOVE, a spoken-word album that explores how we might fall more deeply in love with the world as it is, even when that seems impossible. 

This short video of one of my most popular poems was created by Holiday Mathis. PLEASE–SHARE THIS VIDEO. With a friend. With your family. With a colleague. 

RISKING LOVE has 15 tracks–this is #14. It’s a collaboration with audio by Steve Law. Video by Holiday Mathis. To purchase RISKING LOVE, visit here. Spotify: here   Deezer: here   Pandora: here   Apple Music: here   YouTube Music: here

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Adapting

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , on September 12, 2025| Leave a Comment »


 
 
The way moss softens
the edges of what is hard.
The way it thrives in shadow.
Oh heart. The work
of loving the world
can look so much
like moss doing
what moss does—
growing in places
that seem uninhabitable.
It doesn’t even need roots
to survive.

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What Is Here

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , on October 16, 2024| 2 Comments »


 
Midsummer, she stood in the midst
of deep blue delphinium
and did not move. Stood
until she became delphinium.
Till she petalled and pollened
and blued. Oh joy in the flesh
that forgets it is bound to an I.
Joy in the flesh that remembers
it’s part of it all. Months later,
she returns to the stems, tall
and brown and dead.
Did she really believe
things would not change?
This is the way she learns
what she wants the most:
To be open to falling in love
with the world as it is—
beyond hope, beyond wish,
beyond memory.
To not mistake love
for the object of love.
To stand in the midst
of what is brittle and gone
and fall in love with
exactly what is here.

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One Silver Split Key Ring

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , , on February 8, 2016| 3 Comments »

 

            a found poem

 

 

mom, she says,

I found this ring I’m wearing

on the ground—

do you think it means

the world and I are married?

 

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