ON FIRE IN MY HANDS
I dreamt last night that I was carrying an arrangement of stargazer lilies, the vase wrapped in white paper, along the edge of the ocean in late twilight. The lilies…
I dreamt last night that I was carrying an arrangement of stargazer lilies, the vase wrapped in white paper, along the edge of the ocean in late twilight. The lilies…
I love these little fortunes on tea bags, and I love that I have continued to love them for so many years. They make me feel good, and sometimes they’re…
“Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness.It took me years to understand that this, too, was a gift.”- Mary Oliver, American PoetSeptember 10, 1935 - January 17,…
In this desert, all this lightand memory. Briefest moment, your hand on my hipbone, your lungs unfurling themselves. I could taste your breath. Electric, your eyes, with what wasn’t said. So…
Falling upwards into impossible blue, leaving one white pony behind. All peace to each one of you. Dora