Thursday, October 20 Nearly half a century ago we vowed to adopt the stance that we would not add to the world’s problems, that zero meant more, that we’d be free to make the world a better place. But then our world turned upside down when we were moved to Florida. We filed to sever […]
31 Days of Moving Reflections – Day 15 #SouthFloridaBound
Saturday October 15 Red flags everywhere. Not a green one to be found. Not since I’ve been here. D remembers being caught in a rip current once. (They move faster than an Olympic swimmer, they say.) He thought he might drown, but he remembered the rules. Call for help. Stay calm. Don’t fight against […]
31 Days of Moving Reflections – Day 13 #SouthFloridaBound
Thursday, October 13 Today I’m lying awake helping the morning, a thousand mornings. I’m crossing the waters into rhythms of rest and the joy of poetry, poetry at work in me. I’m discovering hope. even if nobody speaks of remarkable things, and I’m finding livelihood in this adventure of ascent along the broken way. […]
31 Days of Moving Reflections – Day 10 #SouthFloridaBound
Monday, October 10 Today there were cotton fields in red clay off the beaten track, tea that tasted like love, all the M&M’s you could eat, and a sweet speckled tile, handcrafted for home. Orange or grapefruit– take your pick take both. There was a leak in a tire and a sister-in-law’s threat to report the owner to […]
31 Days of Moving Reflections – Day 1 #SouthFloridaBound
Saturday, October 1 It’s been raining for three days. Muddy waves churn from the newly dug drain field in the side yard. I’m wearing a Tshirt when I meet D at the airport. I take along a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt and a jacket. He changes in Bob Evans’ restroom. His blood has […]
Poetry of Moving: New Carpet
There’s coming in the going, going in the coming, stillness in the moving.
Poetry of Moving: On Cleaning Windows
Today I sliced you in half…
Where is Home?
“I know it’s morbid, my daughter says, “but I’ve been thinking about it, and so I’ll ask. If you and Dad die, is there enough life insurance to fly you home and bury you?” She asks him the same question over the phone, and he assures her there is plenty and more. I tell her I don’t […]
A Found Poem for Megan (repost)
Sometimes when you’re sandwiched between crises and you’re going through it without your mother, you just need to come out and play a little polo, find your balance with some red clover. Maybe slip your laptop into the red case and head to some sweet spot that sells veggies with a little turkey. Because that’s […]
Dreaming With Darwish: Forms of the Dream
“Tell me how you lived your dream in some place, and I’ll tell you who you are.” ~Mahmoud Darwish It started as just a 30-day dream dare with Mahmoud Darwish. It’s been 60 days, and I’m not done with him yet. This poetry dare arrived in two parts: first, read a poem a day […]
