July 1, 2022

“Life” by Marilyn Monroe

Life Life— I am of both your directions Existing more with the cold frost Strong as a cobweb in the wind Hanging downward the most Somehow remaining Those beaded rays have the colors I’ve seen… Continue Reading

March 4, 2022

“Peace Is This Moment Without Judgment” by Dorothy Hunt

Peace Is This Moment Without Judgment Do you think peace requires an end to war?Or tigers eating only vegetables?Does peace require an absence fromyour boss, your spouse, yourself?...Do you think peace will come some other… Continue Reading

February 25, 2022

“Lot’s Wife” by Anna Akhmatova

Lot's Wife And the just man trailed God’s shining agent,over a black mountain, in his giant track,while a restless voice kept harrying his woman:“It’s not too late, you can still look back at the red… Continue Reading

February 18, 2022

“My Father and Myself Facing the Sun” by Lawson Fusao Inada

My Father and Myself Facing the Sun We are both strong, dark, bright men,though perhaps you might not notice,finding two figures flat against the landscapelike the shadowed backs of mountains. Which would not be far… Continue Reading

February 11, 2022

“An Aspect of Love, Alive in the Ice and Fire” by Gwendolyn Brooks

An Aspect of Love, Alive in the Ice and Fire                                                  … Continue Reading

January 28, 2022

“The Paddle Out” by Lou Woodfae

The Paddle Out We paddled outto say goodbyewith water calmand blazing sky. Your long boarddid not survive. . Lou Woodfae © 2019 Lou Woodfae Photo by Ralph (Ravi) Kayden on Unsplash Continue Reading

January 21, 2022

“Vulnerability” by David Whyte

Vulnerability Vulnerability is not a weakness, a passing indisposition, or something we can arrange to do without, vulnerability is not a choice, vulnerability is the underlying, ever present and abiding undercurrent of our natural state.… Continue Reading

January 14, 2022

“Life is a Place Where it’s Forbidden to Live” by Jackie Wang

Life is a Place Where it's Forbidden to Live All I remember is the coppiced terrain I crossed to find a house to rest in. Who is the woman lurking in the woods? A fellow… Continue Reading

January 7, 2022

“Sweet Darkness” by David Whyte

Sweet Darkness When your eyes are tiredthe world is tired also. When your vision has goneno part of the world can find you. Time to go into the darkwhere the night has eyesto recognize its… Continue Reading

October 2, 2021

“Hunger” by Ama Codjoe

Hunger When I rose into the cradleof my mother’s mind, she was buta girl, fighting her sistersover a flimsy doll. It’s easyto forget how noiseless I could bespying from behind my mother’s eyesas her mother,… Continue Reading