Author Archives: wrensong

About wrensong

I am a poet who collects stones. I am a wanderer of creek beds and forests, canyons and high desert who, coming home, sometimes finds words to tell the story. I am a companion with others in the search for Deep, Wild Soul. I shape containers in time and space for others to come together to write, to tell their stories, to hold each other in the telling. I am a grandmother and the companion of a cat named Alaya. I often travel out into open country with a man who calls himself Dunewalker who has hung his hammock in my heart.

Putting it in Print

The digital world is a wonderful thing and the internet connects us with people and places far beyond our home turf. But there is something tangible and delicious about holding the written word in our hands, in a book we … Continue reading

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The Seeing

I’m on the phone with a friend who is gazing out her living room window when she notices a dead branch has fallen across a live branch in a big pine and formed a perfect cross. In the center of … Continue reading

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Small Stone – Aug 8

Sibilants: Listen! The insects still singing in the silent trees on this slow rising summer day.

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Small Stone – Aug 4

What I look through: this window spattered with  shadows from a million rain drops, and here, the ghosted streak of a small birdwing and two tiny brown feathers.   Wondering if we’re not always peering past some old catastrophe to … Continue reading

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Small Stone – Aug 3

Kaspa, at Writing Your Way Home, is hosting another Small Stone invitation for August. He says:  What is a small stone? A small stone is a short piece of writing that precisely captures a fully-engaged moment. Come on along… The airport  glittered … Continue reading

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Daily Detail – Rain

Rain comes like soft sighing thru the leafy trees, petals falling on stone.

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Breakfast Detail – one egg

Yellow omelet folding over green avocado and soft pale brie. (todays offering for the new practice: a detail written in 17 syllables, an American Sentence)

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Daily Detail – Meditation

Untethering the mind, unclenching, releasing God from the details.  

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The Daily Detail 5/17

A rainbow of little prayer flags droops in the windless morning rain  

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The Daily Details

Challenged by a new practice: Writing a Detail every day. Kind of a Small Stone of observation. To help me notice, stay awake to the world, practice putting a few words around what I see. I invited my Wednesday Writing Group … Continue reading

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