I’ve burrowed inside during the last week of snow, ice, the endless deluge of mudslide-threatening rain. Relief surges as I feel cold air on my face, my belly warm and soft with gratitude to be awake before the sun crests, in the pause before birdsong.
Archive for the ‘Natural World’ Category
New year’s wish: For eyes to see, ears to hear
Posted in New Year's, Winter on December 31, 2022 | 1 Comment »
Glinting fractals on the balcony rail
Posted in Aging, Flowers, Lilies on October 9, 2022 | 1 Comment »
I prefer the city at dusk, skies brush-stroked vivid, intensifying as the backdrop goes black, easier to be alone.
Innocent, this need for breath
Posted in Aging, Dreams, Rock formation, Transformation, Women on October 3, 2022 | Leave a Comment »
Rousted from buxom dreams, hunched like a tramp, she crept along the thin knife’s edge, then curled, petal-soft, averting pursuit.
Hearts get broken
Posted in Existential, Isolation/Belonging, River on September 14, 2022 | Leave a Comment »
It’s hearts that get broken, not water, not rivers. Etel Adnan, Surge (2018). Night is for sleep. Usually. The curious, the lonely, the still-awake padding softly from bedroom window, shades drawn, to kitchen, to backdoor, to fence behind the garden, latched loosely. To join the buzz and hum that continue, defying false stillness curated indoors, […]
Threshold
Posted in Nest, Renewal/rebirth, Transformation, Writing on July 4, 2022 | 4 Comments »
Some summer mornings I resist the invitation to greet the day on the page, murmur excuses within the crowded clamor – too cold, too gray, too late – then the seagull flies overhead, mouth dangling dark matter extracted from a neighbor’s gutter, to the nest I cannot see but must be close.