I pace As floorboards creak. They protest My idle movements. I adjust. I organize. I dust. The sun Sends out scouts That reach, reach, reach Through windows. Shadows lengthen And, If I’m lucky, The light will fall In just the right way To make rainbows on walls. *painting: Dutch […]
I pulled the outer atrophied Petals from the flower that I had just removed From the vase. I pulled from the base, Where flower buds From stem. I pulled like I was unwrapping A small, perfect Present. Carefully. The work felt soft Like velvet in my hands.
I plug in the twinkly lights and the room becomes diffused in amber, warm and close. You are already in bed, naked, the marshmallow pile of blankets atop you and an open book in your hands. You beckon me to bed. Naked, I climb in the mallow and snuggle into the crook of your arm. […]
Yesterday was the day of the solar eclipse. Driving and walking to work, I’ve never seen so many people with their heads turned toward the sky. Looking above them. Seeking something out of their control and infinitely bigger. Lawn chairs, paper glasses–their cardboard temple pieces flapping like ineffectual birds in their hands while they wait, […]
I love the plants in my own debilitating way. A way in which I never know if I am giving too much or too little. In a way that I know is giving, but I worry over the quantity. My feelings vacillate like a shorted fan. Too much water. Too little water. How much? How […]
When coming down the coast of Ireland toward county Clare nature begins to explode. It feels wild, the flora effusing between crofts of rock, stone walls consumed, nature reclaiming, a rocky embrace. Mustard flowers populate the landscape, punctuating verdant green in vibrant contrast; purple flowers, Queen Anne’s lace, Jupiter’s Beard, rust hued reeds. Brambles […]
There is a quietude here punctuated by guided tours. Questions the tour guide can’t answer. “Can you read the lanterns?” “Do the placement of the chairs at this family altar hold any significance?” “What do the octagon shapes represent? Any symbolism?” I am shoehorned in the corner. Merged with the tour for the duration of […]