making my mother’s cookies
with my mother—
the same recipe, sweeter
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged daughter, music, poem, poetry, test on December 22, 2019| 3 Comments »
making my mother’s cookies
with my mother—
the same recipe, sweeter
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged community, EO Wilson, poem, poetry, test, United States of America on July 3, 2017| 2 Comments »
We will learn we cannot live
without each other—those who fight
and those who chant for peace,
those who vote for more government
and those who vote for less.
We will come to know, as E. O. Wilson says,
that our need to oppose the other
rises out of our biology
and it serves us, though it looks
sometimes like war.
We are falling together,
no matter which side we’re on.
We will learn that the only way
to rise is together, too—though it may
not look anything like we thought
it would. Every day, the world
grows more insistent. Every day
more reasons to drop our certainties
and listen.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged 84, god, happiness, looking inside, poem, rain, test, transformation on January 2, 2012| 1 Comment »
the day
I told God
I learned
how to find
happiness
on the inside
God sent me
sixty days of rain
just to see