No way to pretend we’re not broken, no way not to see how dazzling we are.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged broken, human nature, monostitch, poem, poetry on January 30, 2017| 2 Comments »
No way to pretend we’re not broken, no way not to see how dazzling we are.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged knitting, love, monostitch, poem, poetry on January 29, 2017| Leave a Comment »
I imagined pearling a silk shawl of prayers generous enough to cover the whole cold world, the color of the moon.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged love, monostitch, news, poem, poetry on January 26, 2017| 5 Comments »
In the bedroom of my heart, kicking out the stinking news, opening the window to hear the river song.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged grammar, monostitch, poem, poetry, politics on January 25, 2017| 3 Comments »
Before I press send, I edit the last sentence so the adverb doesn’t split the infinitive—not that I care for grammar, just that it feels good today to have one small thing I know how to fix.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged monostitch, poem, poetry, revelation, surrender on January 18, 2017| 2 Comments »
All these days trying to turn a stone into a song, such relief, its splash in the river
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged fear, friendship, monostitch, poem, poetry on January 13, 2017| 5 Comments »
making of myself a nest to hold your fear, I grow wings I didn’t know were here
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged champagne, monostitch, new years, poem, poetry on December 31, 2016| Leave a Comment »
drinking champagne instead of afternoon tea—even the shadows get tipsy
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged monostitch, poem, poetry on December 20, 2016| 3 Comments »
May my lips be the libretto you write and rewrite, the last place you sign your name
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged forgiveness, monostitch, poem, poetry, weather on December 12, 2016| Leave a Comment »
unforecast, this thawing of the heart, a puddle now where yesterday I slipped
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged monostitch, overwhelm, poem, poetry on December 5, 2016| Leave a Comment »
A teaspoon to dig out an avalanche, doesn’t matter if it’s sterling.