Beauty

The beauty in pain Comes from knowing it will end Like everything ends As he used to say when I Continue reading →

The Pope John Fish Memorial Rose

We walk on bones and flesh The very soil beneath our feet Nothing so much as the carcasses Of worms Continue reading →

Harvest

Be careful If you reap my heart Don’t crush it on the threshing floor There is no chaff to set Continue reading →

Beach glass

How far did you travel To get so smooth From what youthful perfection Were you broken down Then polished like Continue reading →

Privilege

My feet leave shallow pools in the damp strand Where narrow beach meets overlapping waves My shoes in my hands, Continue reading →

Endless Monday

The week begins again Stretching out before me Mondays are a bother They feel like the start of infinity Tuesday Continue reading →

Indecision

In my mind I am standing Standing Standing in the stairwell Of the old place I do this sometimes Stand Continue reading →

At Lammastide

I made a golden loaf of braided bread And soup from summer bounty filling basket Upon basket with the first Continue reading →