Poetry in Every Moment

Writing is as much a compulsion as a career. People who write often feel so strongly compelled that they ache or feel empty when NOT writing regularly. Writers often see the world just a bit differently, too. Where everyone else sees falling snow, poets like Mary Oliver see stars in the dark trees. She presents…

Thoughts on the seasons

A recent snowfall got me thinking. Many people love summer. And why not? The weather is (allegedly) beautiful, the kids are off school, and cookouts are aplenty. Summer is not my favorite time of year, however. While I enjoy the sun, and I love to watch a storm roll in, summer also seems to bring…

Dark Quotes: Poe, Alone

I was quite young, maybe third grade, when I discovered Poe on the family bookshelf in a bound compendium of his work. While my love for his stories took a bit of time to grow (they were a bit a slow burn for me), I was immediately taken with his poetry. Still today, the casual rhyme,…

#QuoteGarden: Trees, ashes

                “In a moment the ashes are made, but the forest is a long time growing.” Wise words before we throw away anything that has been a long time in building — relationships, cities, civilization. Taken literally, we still have time to stop the destruction of our environment. Just…

#Otherworldly Words: Transilience

  February is the month that benefits from a leap year, thus having 29 days this year. A Leap Year is the year we gather the fragments of the 1/4 day in our calendar and give them space. It is a way of collecting time as if over the course these fragments were lost. Three…

#Otherworldly Words: Tachyon

February is the month that benefits from a leap year, thus having 29 days this year. A Leap Year is the year we gather the fragments of the 1/4 day in our calendar and give them space. It is a way of collecting time as if over the course these fragments were lost. Time itself…

From the #QuoteGarden: November

November is a month I am, well, let’s say that I’m hard on November. It’s one of those in between months that can’t quite decide what season it is. It swirls with chill and drizzle. Some mornings awake brilliant with frost while others are simply dingy. November colludes with its brother month, March, to make days short…

From the #QuoteGarden: Autumn flowers

Autumn is my favorite time of year! The air has a quality unlike any other time. It’s sweet, but not the young sweet of spring. It’s drier, but not a harsh dry like the end of summer. There’s a chill, but not the gelid air of winter. It’s a bit of perfection squeezed between two vastly different…

Traveling Fool

For the time being, posts will be a bit sporadic. Right now, I’m a traveling fool. I’m on a quick tour of the US. As a writer and as a person, it was time to recharge, grab some new experiences, and enjoy some new scenery. I have traversed across much of the deep south of…

From the #QuoteGarden: Cold, Gray Winter Days

I’m not one to complain about winter. If you live in the north, it’s just a fact of life. So, to help get us through, I’ll be sharing #quotes celebrating winter for the next few weeks. I hope you enjoy them. Today’s quote offers a reflection on the clouds of winter.