already burning

Sep/30 By

  BURNING There is a hidden kind Of humble goodness I love in others Only an aeon Of refining fire Could make it mine But sometimes it’s as if I

it rained when it should have snowed

Nov/23 By

  Holly by Seamus Heaney It rained when it should have snowed. When we went to gather holly the ditches were swimming, we were wet to the knees, our hands

home to roost

Apr/14 By

  Home to Roost By Kay Ryan The chickens are circling and blotting out the day. The sun is bright, but the chickens are in the way. Yes, the sky

winter, warm and cool

Jan/27 By

I need to get back into the habit of taking photos with a more artistic eye, rather than just snapshots of my kids. For the winter theme this week, I

new year, sharp song

Jan/13 By

Song by R. S. Thomas I choose white, but with Red on it, like the snow In winter with its few Holly berries and the one Robin, that is a

strange questions

Jun/5 By

THE MOTH, THE MOUNTAINS, THE RIVERS by Mary Oliver Who can guess the luna’s sadness who lives so briefly? Who can guess the impatience of stone longing to be ground

a fundamental pause

May/14 By

Crumbling is not an instant’s Act A fundamental pause Dilapidation’s processes Are organized Decays — ‘Tis first a Cobweb on the Soul A Cuticle of Dust A Borer in the

tidy hens, paschal moments

Apr/23 By

I married a wife by the light of the moon, A tidy housewife, a tidy one; She never gets up until it is noon, And I hope she’ll prove a

honor and a task

Mar/19 By

Variation on a Theme by Rilke              (The Book of Hours, Book I, Poem 1, Stanza 1) by Denise Levertov A certain day became a

a difficult birth

Feb/25 By

A Difficult Birth, Easter 1998 by Gillian Clarke An old ewe that somehow till this year had given the ram the slip. We thought her barren. Good Friday, and the