Brave New World is coming… I am convinced, and have been for many years, that when our current dominant ‘civilization’ eats its own foundations out from under itself, the First Peoples of the Americas will still be here. And not just in the Americas: Indigenous peoples worldwide are stirring. They who have cherished and remembered …
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Bubblewrap
Bubblewrap. My mom used to fall down a lot, and we told her we should wrap her in bubblewrap. Today, talking about bumping into things a lot due to my wonky eyesight, the topic came up again. Bubblewrap hat… maybe a turban! Because it would be so elegant. Then this: *scene on a bus, train, …
LAMENT
When the night goes dark, all glowing wild eyes dimmed and dead;When the forest goes silent of song and cry and roarand there is only the creakingof trees moved by the empty rush of wind;When flowers no longer humwith the dancing bee;When the sky is bleak of wingsthat glitter and crackleor suddenly rattle or softly …
Muse
Under branches reaching…for light of starsand solitary moonsand wanderers across the sky…AlwaysI am here–another tale unfolding,a flower held in both our handsunbuddingto an unexpected bloom…The light of all these skiesshines–between our eyes…Never fear–I am here. Seek me,seeking you–in campfire shadows… in corners of your heartknownbut unexplored…In imagination’s sparklejust beyond the circleof its light, am I, …
Doing Nothing
I have a flip phone. Still. Again. I don’t need a phone smarter than me. In waiting rooms, while others are waiting plugged into entertainment and social media, and ‘getting things done’ I am the one sitting there looking like I am doing nothing. But I am not doing nothing. I am observing. There is …
The Serpent & The Saint It’s a book!
A question that bounced around my head for a while, triggered by Saint Patrick’s Day and his associated myths: How exactly did St Patrick ‘drive all the snakes out of Ireland? History actually has some answers for the sources of this folk tale, but before I knew that, an idea came to me. It took …
Body and Soul
Wandering freely joy-filled Lightcrossing universes with a notionCuriosity on wheels, on wings,on jetpacks, mobile dreamsever always in merry motion…Wants to see, wants to know,no boundaries where the Light can go! Try it out, try it on, form of solid matter–Ponderous, preposterous,time-bound hungering hulk of masssenses appalling and imperious…Wants to touch, to feel, to feedearthbound sack …
The Wind
You cannot see the wind. It moves the trees, pushes clouds across the sky, surges waves across the lake and sea; You can hear it– whispering through the forest, whistling ’round windows and chimney pots mourning over hollows in the land; You can witness as it tears the world by shreds of gossamer and flying signs, sends dust spiraling up into a summer …
Under the Night
“Defenseless under the nightOur world in stupor liesYet everywhere ironic points of light flash outwherever the just exchange their messages…“ Like Auden’s flashing lightssparking in the darknessthat so often seemsso immense, so overwhelming,so defeating–we greet each other despite different timesand great distances between,and know that there is Lightalways in the nightand we are not aloneif only …
Day Light
Sunrise…push against the lightest misty rainoff to the west,a rainbow unfoldingto grace the dawning. Sunlight… strike across the land below the cloudsgilding treetops;Balloons rise like gems againsta steel-blue lowering sky. Sunset…flame upon the sky, rose-gold upon the rising moonthen fade and leave the skyto the bright and wandering stars.
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