Song for Autumn
Mary Oliver
In the deep fall
don’t you imagine the leaves think how
comfortable it will be to touch
the earth instead of the
nothingness of air and the endless
freshets of wind? And don’t you think
the trees themselves, especially those with mossy,
warm caves, begin to think
of the birds that will come — six, a dozen — to sleep
inside [...]
Today’s Friday Poetry is one of my own.
As I mentioned in a previous post, this sharing of poetry is still vulnerable, risky territory for me.
It’s easy to shy away from it, but I’d rather not. This poem in particular is one that I waffled on publishing here. It has a special place in my heart, [...]
Thursday Poetry is on Friday, again!
I really need to spend some quality time with my Google calendar again so we can re-establish our relationship.
Anyway, coming out of yesterday’s post, I thought I should share Robert Frost’s “Mending Wall” with you today, in case you’ve never read it, or you haven’t read it since 8th grade [...]
The last two days have been hot here. I mean, hot. Yesterday I had to give my new gardenia plant some serious medical attention because when I got home, its leaves had all curled up in submission and the buds were threatening to drop. This morning it was faring better, so I hope the cooler [...]
This week I’ve needed a lot of affirming. Even the most confident soul occasionally needs bolstering when things seem to fall apart. Many people swear by affirmations – short, positive phrases used to center and encourage and help you focus on the changes you want to see in your life. I think affirmations are great, [...]
Following up on last week’s post, where I did something scary and posted a poem, I’ve decided to start my first weekly feature on the blog. From now on, Thursdays will be for poetry. Sometimes that means I’ll post a poem, other times it means I will talk about poetry I [...]
That directive is attributed to Eleanor Roosevelt, and lately, I’ve been trying to do it.
I’m not talking about things that make me fear for my personal safety (I will not, for example, be trying any of the activities currently being aired on the Winter Olympics any time soon) but rather things that make my stomach [...]
