A light we can all run to flickers on and off guiding the way, intermittently each step seen and unseen the way sure the way in shadow and yet forward we go even in darkness even in despair just when we think we are lost it beckons again and so we all stumble onward … Continue reading
“Come out, Come Out!” she sings, Temperance and her scales The sad days are far away the time for love is today let down the walls of stone around your heart bleed the moat dry and let the bridge fall open Now, come see what’s been waiting for you all this time outside your … Continue reading
The bees are buzzing telling me spring’s flowers have come alive But you aren’t. We disagreed about white walls…now I concede. It makes everything else the source. so now the teal pot, and there the red bread canister Holds a welling feeling of aliveness, of a certainty of existence. the white wall We traded places … Continue reading
sometimes at dusk the suns gentle light cuts through the tender heart I harbor and the loss of you flutters before me as a gossamer moth… luminous tissue too delicate to last in this world And I was an owl in the day to your truth that bounce in your step a thin veneer and … Continue reading
I visited you once in summer’s press all fabric stuck or sticking my humid mind fog or forgettin’ a puzzle of squirrels and a hidden nut you’d said was but lost the trees spoke in the wind was only one place where green life did not go near the ponds edge and the catwillows … Continue reading
I wanted to teach the world to you so i bought you a globe it was not that old some of the borders had since moved and the names of the places inside those lines had changed too and i wondered if anyone made a globe without lines or names for things which no one … Continue reading
Do you sit inside you, like i sit inside me? I am forever looking out to the otherness I see bridges linking this to that Cars going here and there. I see so much, and do so little. I could really use a bridge right now, even if it were invisible just to bring the … Continue reading
even the crickets hold their breath as the sun goes down as the last rays stream out. as i let my dark heart set. soon a single star will roam freely -Paige Stewart Continue reading
Watercolor by Allison Kunath A single flower blossoming is enough to start a spring A single drop of rain is enough to start and ocean a single speck of dirt is enough to start a pearl A single sentence written is enough to start a story a single note sung is enough to start a … Continue reading
The Beloved has sent me a gift so that I may know love more fully sometimes that gift is you, and sometimes it is a mirror held up to my eyes asking me to love myself. the Beloved has sent me a gift it is the bird’s song calling up the dawn it is the snow … Continue reading
