November 19, 2022 No matter the pull toward brink… There is a time for everything. ~Ross Gay, Sorrow is Not My Name   It’s hard to settle to anything this morning. I’m in the trailing energy from yesterday’s bout of accomplishing stuff with our handyman friend. Half an hour of “doing“ this morning reminds me, […]

November 16, 2022 Once warring factions agreed upon the date and final form the apocalypse would take… And physicists rocketed copies of the decree to paradise in case God had anything to say, the silence that followed being taken for consent, and so citizens readied for celestial ascent. ~Mary Karr, Disappointments of the Apocalypse   […]

November 13, 2022 Praise letting go, but can we truly love What never is possessed, what never showed The least wish to be had and to be owned? This is not possessing, it possesses too… ~Robert Richman, Possession   I absolutely love how our bodies tell us what’s what in no uncertain terms. I oftentimes […]

November 10, 2022 Between the paving stones; between tea, a cup, and the sound of you pouring… They used to write epics about moments like this. ~Chris Abani, War Widow   Boy, I was sure irate yesterday. I climbed on my righteous high horse when contemplating the inequities foisted upon some humans by other humans […]

November 8, 2022 Normally, I’m not excited about voting. Okay, I’ve never in my 40-plus years of being an eligible voter been excited about voting. But today! I hummed while I tied the laces on my half-boots, only brought out when it rains. (If weather manipulation was being used to keep Californians away from the […]

November 7, 2022 In this world, who can do a thing, will not; And who would do it, cannot, I perceive: …At the end, God, I conclude, compensates, punishes. ~Robert Browning, Andrea del Sarto   I have a small request to make of the powers that be. I doubt that the White Hats are reading […]

November 4, 2022 I love roads: The goddesses that dwell Far along invisible Are my favorite gods… The next turn may reveal Heaven… ~Edward Thomas, Roads   With his preternaturally impeccable timing, my dear cat is having serious stomach issues again right before the weekend. I’m doing things a bit differently this time. Instead of […]

October 29, 2022 A distant siren whines from the freeway. Sun shines! What a Sunday, what peace! ~Franco Fortini (tr. Geoffrey Brock), Ah the Delight…   Gosh, it’s easy to be happy when the sun is brilliant in the flawless blue sky, a cacophony of deliriously chirping birds creates surround-sound music as I sit on […]

October 26, 2022 He who binds to himself a joy 
Does the winged life destroy; But he who kisses the joy as it flies Lives in eternity’s sun rise. ~William Blake, Eternity   Joy is an experience that has largely eluded me. Even while having “fun,” or sitting quietly in what was meant to be […]

October 15, 2022 And if any era thrives, It’s only because, somewhere, In a plane tree’s shade, friends sketch The dust with theorems and proofs, Or because, instinctively, A man puts his arm around The shoulder of grief and walks It (for an hour or an age) Through all its tears and telling. ~Timothy Steele, […]

October 14, 2022 I saw a man pursuing the horizon; Round and round they sped. I was disturbed at this; I accosted the man. “It is futile,” I said, “You can never —” “You lie,” he cried, And ran on. ~Stephen Crane, “I saw a man pursuing the horizon”   My reaction to truly disturbing […]

October 12, 2022 All men recognize the right of revolution; that is, the right to refuse allegiance to, and to resist, the government, when its tyranny or its inefficiency are great and unendurable.   ~ Henry David Thoreau, Civil Disobedience (ca. 1849) I have become one of those people who doesn’t obey. And I’m not […]

October 9, 2022 Looking out at the road rushing under my wheels I don’t know how to tell you all just how crazy this life feels Look around for the friends that I used to turn to to pull me through Looking into their eyes, I see them running too Running on (running on empty)… […]

October 8, 2022 Deep is the darkness and long is the night, solid the water and liquid the light. How strange that they arrive at all, nights on planet earth. ~Campbell McGrath, Nights on Planet Earth   Is it too late to be grateful for things being fine, after they are not? Have we missed […]