At 74, nearly three-quarters of a century old, I’m sitting in front of our charming little white wood stove. The flame dances, ignoring the outside temperature, 19 Erasing the winter in New England. My thoughts drift, riding the inner current In the doldrums, the counter-current, against the prevailing trade wind. Our sailboat rocked, and the … Continue reading Dust
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Notice All Around Us
Be empty of wanton thoughts Of lifting the rusty anchor Buried in mud. Instead notice how the morning fog Lifts like eye lids, as the sun Peaks behind the hills. Notice how pine needles tremble As the jewels drop into The stream below. Notice how a chip monk freezes Standing on hind legs, And notice … Continue reading Notice All Around Us
Preparing for Winter
Stacked wood stands tall Absorbing all sounds, But the fall breeze echoes One continuous line starting With “Way back when…” That binds us together. I feel like a sister to scavengers Of good earth searching for acorns Knocking doors, turning corners And scattering leaves. Rushing in the rustling leaves We are destined to knock the … Continue reading Preparing for Winter
Ring of Fire 