Whimsy, Poetry, Enchantment

My First Poetic Crush

The Spangled Pandemonium is missing from the zoo, but not to worry; I've prepared some merriment for you

Oct 25 •

1:38

October Comforts

A pocketful of sweets

Oct 17 •

One Brief September Rain ...

... and other signs of renewal

Sep 9 •

Three generations cleared them; one generation planted. Generation five swears the place must be enchanted.

Jul 1 •

Secrets of the Night-Blooming Songflower

Eena runs a juke joint in my weedy garden. She throws her blossoms open like flying yellow platforms where insects gather and gossip until the gong of…

Jun 24 •

Is It Wrong to Look away from Suffering?

Numbed by news of the world, poet Jack Gilbert cooks peaches

May 20 •

Duckling Rescue

How the kids of the neighborhood saved Mother's Day 2023

May 12 •

Skyward Reading

A scene of quiet reading reclaimed from abundant April

Apr 23 •

Apr 15 •

April Faith Day

About that playful Universe . . .

Apr 2 •

Reading in a Summer Garden

Scenes of Quiet Reading #4

Jan 29 •

Highest Good Is Like Water

Two-minute philosophy from a winter garden

Jan 8 •

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