A Thousand Mornings

A Thousand Mornings

A Thousand Mornings -Mary Oliver All night my heart makes its way however it can over the rough ground of uncertainties, but only until night meets and then is overwhelmed by morning, the light deepening, the wind easing and just waiting, as I too wait (and when have...
Lies I’ve Told My Three Year Old Lately

Lies I’ve Told My Three Year Old Lately

Lies I’ve Told My 3 Year Old Recently Trees talk to each other at night. All fish are named either Lorna or Jack. Before your eyeballs fall out from watching too much TV, they get very loose. Tiny bears live in drain pipes. If you are very very quiet you can hear the...
Be A Person Here

Be A Person Here

Be a person here. Stand by the river, invoke the owls. Invoke winter, then spring. Let any season that wants to come here make its own call. After that sound goes away, wait.   A slow bubble rises through the earth and begins to include sky, stars, all space,...