We have seen kindness in action during the last several weeks. My 16-year-old grand girl, Gracee AKA Grace AKA Amazing Grace, was in a serious car accident in June. I’ve been in Michigan (I forgot to mention where I actually was in the below video) since then to help in her recovery. While here, I’ve […]
First Words Friday: Week 3 – 2019 – Mary Oliver
The evening of January 17, 2018, I posted the above photo with this quote: “And mostly I’m grateful that I take this world so seriously.” ~Mary Oliver in “The Gift.” My Facebook and Instagram feeds are filled with Mary quotes. She inspired me to pay attention and to be astonished. When we moved to Florida, […]
Anna Akhmatova and Friends
When Anatoly Nayman recounts his first meeting with the Russian poet, Anna Akhmatova, he describes her gesture of hospitality. The woman who had let me into the flat brought in a saucer on which lay a lonely boiled carrot, which had been peeled perfunctorily and had already dried up somewhat. Perhaps such was her diet, perhaps it […]
Commit Poetry: Romeo and Juliet – Masks and Divisions
We are sitting at the edge of Michigan’s own slice of the Caribbean—Torch Lake. The water is teal, sometimes turquoise. A handful of children are making little crayfish corrals of sand, circled and fortified by rocks, catching the creatures first with a net and pail. As for us, we’re fortified with turkey sandwiches and bottles of […]
Commit Poetry: The Lake Isle of Innisfree by W.B. Yeats
Wow. It’s been so long since I’ve posted here, I was automatically logged out and had to go dig up my password. I’ve been seriously tied up with other stuff and have let the blog languish–but I see my Instagram stories are still posting down there on the right, so there’s that. Anyway, a […]
Commit Poetry: Edgar Guest – and My Uncle Edgar
For Edgar Gilmore with congratulations and the best wishes always of another Edgar. Sincerely, Edgar A. Guest June 17, 1939 That’s the inscription inside Edgar A. Guest says: It Can Be Done, a book I found when we were packing up to move. I called my dad the other day. “Who was Edgar Gilmore?” He didn’t know. […]
Commit Poetry: Printing in My Heart’s Wax
Although I’ve forgotten a lot about my high school years, I do recall a fear of poetry, and letting my eyes roam around the room or stare at my book while I mentally begged the teacher not to call on me in class. Yet if I really was so scared, why did I torture […]
One Word Less For Lent 2017 – Day 6 – To Look Younger
To Look Younger For the price of a bag of oranges I’ll be an ass for my id look ten years younger redefined revitalized renewed the wizard says just follow the yellow brick road for a trial run. Word Count: 35 In the stillness, Sandy Note: I read this morning […]
One Word Less For Lent 2017 – Day 5 – Hope of Spring
Hope of Spring Creation’s writing love notes, inking jeweled lines on blue parchment and punctuating with a kiss of red. Snow dust spills in sunlight like makeup glitter, and life’s being conceived under a white sheet– hope of spring. Word count: 36 A repost In the stillness, Sandy
One Word Less For Lent 2017 – Day 4 – Living Each Detail
Living Each Detail “Jesus loved the secret places, getting out of the crowd, walking away to stop and enjoy the beauty of the creation, living each detail to its fullest knowing that our journey in this world can be short . . .” ~Jonathan Altmonte Word Count: 37 Graduate of Compassion’s Leadership […]
