Category: Family
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2019, my Dad and coming back
2019 was a year that was filled with loss for me and my family – a dear aunt, my step mother and then Dad. I have not been able to write much, but am now ramping up for NaPoWriMo. Plus, I am beginning a yoga teacher training and have promised to rekindle my writing practice…
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Finding things lost
I no longer trust myself having searched all morning for the missing piece in our endless jigsaw and come up empty-handed – then to find it with a quick glance as I poured more coffee. You ask where I left my heart – out on the porch after dinner or somewhere on the lake bluff?…
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House in Bryan Woods
Driveway grooves into thicket, clearing, beyond first house now needing repair onto big house now overgrown by cedars rooted along its foundation when no one thought beyond next season or so — even now, decades long beyond imagining one cannot see their destiny — or supposed they, this would last. We wheel into thicket, clearing,…
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Visitation
Even the spires of milkweed bend over in the low tumble of wind through the prairie, dry reeds tapping hollow on ancient gravestones. When I left you here, the ground was frozen and wet, with pelting sleet leaving a pebbled sheet on the grass, the canopy, the cars. How different it feels in August now,…
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My father finds comfort in crows
Inexplicable. That is what I say when you tell me and all I can do is shrug and count: How this is one more thing that separates us How you would kiss me goodnight and I would pull back How you stood wishing the boys would come to you not out of duty, however precisely…
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An Easter thought
It does not seem fair in all the measures of life that our heavy ways hang in expectance on these tiny buds just now swelling as if even trifle error could be swept long past by the miracle wrought when young leaves break their cocoons. We are at the gallows, bewildered, then resurrected, by the…
Poems from in between 