Poetry Friday
A Gift Just when you seem to yourselfnothing but a flimsy webof questions, you are giventhe questions of others to holdin the emptiness of your hands,songbird eggs that can still hatchif you keep… Continue reading
A Gift Just when you seem to yourselfnothing but a flimsy webof questions, you are giventhe questions of others to holdin the emptiness of your hands,songbird eggs that can still hatchif you keep… Continue reading
Mindful Every day I see or hear something that more or lesskills me with delight, that leaves… Continue reading
Don’t Hesitate If you suddenly and unexpectedly feel joy,don’t hesitate. Give in to it. There are plentyof lives and whole towns destroyed or aboutto be. We are not wise, and not very oftenkind.… Continue reading
I love the dark hours of my being. My mind deepens into them. There I can find, as in old letters, the days of my life, already lived, and held like a legend,… Continue reading