…and longing, yes, this most of all;
Sitting on my desk and due to be returned to the library is Franny Choi’s book of poems The World Keeps Ending, and the World Goes On . I posted that poem a few weeks ago and today I will post a second choice.The poem Things That Already Go Past Borders, is really a series…
Dance, that ye need no other day!
After a severe storm last night I am hoping summer is not too far away. I think of fireflies and butterflies. In summer days I marvel as the sun sets and the darkening night is lit up with fireflies! Appearing and disappearing, shifting places with one another! A timely reminder of the beauty all around…
The Cord
The Cord for Ella They cut the cord she was born withand buried it under a treein the heart of the Great Forestwhen she was exactly the lengthof her mother’s nursing elbowto the tip of her thumb. She learned to speak and asked them,though she was young yet,what the cord had looked like -had a…
Follow My Blog
Get new content delivered directly to your inbox.
Prayers, Poems, and Christian Ponderings 