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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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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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First Prayer

For April, Poetry Month, I’m following prompts offered by Jena Schwartz. Its lovely to get up, read her offering, then just write what falls off the pen. This is my response for today: First Prayer Some mornings I open my … Continue reading

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“Even knowing what you love is no salvation”…

Still dark and the one bird already singing.   I wake. It’s Monday. Something weighs the heft of it   in one hand, the tide of sleep washing out.   The waning Paschal moon casts shadows across the sunroom floor … Continue reading

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Snow Birds:2 haiku and a recycled card

-wrensong

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Horse Came Then…a morning poem

As once the winged energy of delight carried you over childhood’s dark abysses… -Rilke   Horse came then three times, two nights and a morning   First, running in a shadowed field under the crescent moon where my heart flew … Continue reading

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Sometimes its so odd….

…how a poem comes. Yesterday, or the day before, I woke early as I usually do, before light thinking about poems and these words floated full into my head: Imagine! The pomegranates are so red Even the kookaburras Are laughing. … Continue reading

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Scrabbling for Grace- a typewriter poem



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