poem – Crooker 3.16.2023

REQUIEM for Judy by Barbara Crooker It is early March, each day a little bit greener, crocus and snowdrops already in bloom, daffodils sending up the tips of their spears. When summer comes, we will take you to the river, trickle your ashes through our fingers. You will return to us in rain and snow, …

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poem – Gill 7.21.2022

Reasons to Live Through the Apocalypse by Nikita Gill Sunrises. People you have still to meet and laugh with. Songsabout love, peace, anger, and revolution. Walks in the woods.The smile you exchange with a stranger when you experiencebeauty accidentally together. Butterflies. Seeing your grandpar-ents again. The moon in all her forms, whether half or full. …

poem – Hoagland 5.5.2022

The Word by - Tony Hoagland Down near the bottom of the crossed-out list of things you have to do today, between "green thread" and "broccoli," you find that you have penciled "sunlight." Resting on the page, the word is beautiful. It touches you as if you had a friend and sunlight were a present …

poem – Imsland 3.24.2022

One Thousand by Rachel Imsland One thousand sleeps (dream chance) mornings sparrows suns twilights shadows nights (one thousand stars) And still I remember sound scent skin breath And talk to you through stars birds trees words And long for eyes song embrace you rolling down the street waving and calling hey mama and one thousand …

poem – Rilke 12.2.21

I’m too alone in the world, yet not alone enoughto make each hour holyI’m too small in the world, yet not small enoughto be simply in your presence, like a thing—just as it is.I want to know my own willand to move with it.And I want, in the hushed momentswhen the nameless draws near,to be …

poem – Laux 9.9.2021

On the Edge by Dorianne Laux After your mother dies, you will learn to liveon the edge of life, to brace yourselflike she did, one hand on the dashboard,the other gripping your purse while you drivethrough the stop sign, shoulders tense,eyes clamped shut, waiting for the collisionthat doesn't come. You will learnto stay up all …

poem – Wellwood 5.6.2021

 The Dakini Speaks by Joyce Wellwood My friends, let's grow up. Let's stop pretending we don't know the deal here. Or if we truly haven't noticed, let's wake up and notice. Look: Everything that can be lost, will be lost. It's simple - how could we have missed it for so long? Let's grieve our …

prose – Erdrich 3.11.2021

“Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won't either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. …

annual donating in 2020, and a poem 12.31.2020

This year, in keeping with my desire to "give back" by donating a portion of my art sales to charitable organizations, I'm donating to the Madison School & Recreation pottery program. Their mission statement is "MSCR will enhance the quality of life for individuals in the Madison Metropolitan School District and for the community by …

poem – Oliver 12.17.2020

Walking Home from Oak-Head By Mary Oliver There is somethingabout the snow-laden skyin winterin the late afternoon that brings to the heart elationand the lovely meaninglessnessof time.Whenever I get home - whenever - somebody loves me there.MeanwhileI stand in the same dark peaceas any pine tree, or wander on slowlylike the still unhurried wind,waiting,as for …