Poetry Friday
Please Call Me By My True Names Don’t say that I will depart tomorrow—even today I am still arriving.Look deeply: every second I am arrivingto be a bud on a Spring branch,to be… Continue reading
Please Call Me By My True Names Don’t say that I will depart tomorrow—even today I am still arriving.Look deeply: every second I am arrivingto be a bud on a Spring branch,to be… Continue reading
YESby William Stafford It could happen any time, tornado,earthquake, Armageddon. It could happen.Or sunshine, love, salvation. It could, you know. That’s why we wakeand look out — no guaranteesin this life. But some… Continue reading
I stood there taking in the sheen on the crow’s beaks,the heaving of the horse,the sire and fall of my father’s voice,the breeze driving clouds and tousling my hair,and the aroma of freshly… Continue reading
Silence You see the human heart can’t live with Constant sound or noise. It needs silence in order to heal itself. The only two things that are ultimately required for spiritual homecoming are… Continue reading
May we be changed by what we’ve lost, without being defined by it.May we carry forward what the year taught us, and leave behind what it demanded at too high a cost. May… Continue reading