Decorations are taken down and packed away until next year. One large box, the home, remains. Gifts, people, roam from room to room inside this extraordinary box, the home. Sunlight in day and moonlight at night highlight the present through windows. This box is tagged as an all-time treasure. With transparent visibility, there’s a […]
The French sound of your name, and the French sound in your words, fire all the sounds, and start a new harmony – Rimbaud. What is it even about the gutters of Paris? But you are not a gutter of Paris. First daughter of the Western Church, sun-setting beauty behind the Alps, They even moved […]
In that vale of tears the mice in the cornfields, the rabbits in their nether holes, all ran from the pain of man. That pain was unfamiliar to them, shadowed cross of a human hand, Internal register of the mark of Cain, escaping through hell’s gate – But know the jungle was […]
After years of rain, the gray hangs in the air, lingers on the skin. Everyone likes when the grass seems green. A slow swirl overtakes the blades, creeps up the ankles. The ins and outs of parking lots distracts. In an old window, I catch a glimpse. Then you fade. Water continues to rise, climbs […]
Stir not in a dizzy spin if it is peace you are in. Watch. Listen. See and hear. Tiny feet and beak on bark. Hark! Herald the song of peace. Watch. Listen. See and hear. Church bells resounding familiar tunes. Hark! Herald the song of peace. Watch. Listen. See and hear. Train’s whistle tracking […]
A baby was born long, long ago in the city of David, a town called Bethlehem. He was carefully wrapped in swaddling clothing, cautiously laid in a manger. There was no place for him. Shepherds were in the field, keeping watch over their flock by night when an angel of the Lord appeared to […]
A moonbeam nestled in the elbow of a twig. It was Aphrodite’s tear, and it had a story to tell, but the night wouldn’t let it. Owls’ eyes glowed in the foundry, and the carpet of silver rolled. There were fairies lost in the maze of the branches. Winter came in charmed, naked, idling […]
after Vangelis “I take a bottle of wine, and I go drink it among the flowers. “We are always three, counting my shadow and my friend the shimmering moon. “Happily, the moon knows nothing of drinking and my shadow is never thirsty. “When I sing, the moon listens to me in silence. “When I dance […]
We step over burgundy oak leaves breathe sky through bare branches and gather pine cones for your basket. You say you smell snow. I smile, amused. We’ve always been amazed by the way you smell rain before it comes. Through Cities and layers of sky you tilt your tiny nose to the heavens and nod […]
Happier possible child now last paths given even many about from page 40 of “Winter Solstice” by Rosamunde Pilcher
