YOU MIGHT AS WELL LOVE
For so many reasons, obvious and otherwise, I've returned to reading one poem by another writer and writing one new prayer of my own, every day, in an effort toanchor…
WRITING PRAYERS FOR ALL OF US
The world seems determined to go to hell in the proverbial hand basket, so I went and got a new helmet that I love, and I’m writing in White Sands…
INTO THE WILD
I’m out for a few days, 9,000 feet up, thin air, big sky and an endless range of mountains stacked against each other. New Mex locks down again on Monday,…
AIR ENOUGH FOR ALL OF US
The last days of May, daylight stretching seemingly endless, twilight like a breath held long finally let go and I sleep with the windows open again so I can feel…
LEARNING TO LOVE IN LOCKDOWN
After posting this poem and photo of my mom and me, I made a greeting card of it and sent it to my beautiful mother because she is alone in…