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Perpendicular

Perpendicular In Merson’s Rest on the Flight into Egypt Joseph’s dwindling fire sends up a fine white line of smoke into the dim sky. Perfectly perpendicular to the horizon’s dark blur, it makes a small cross, easily overlooked. But to my mind that detail is as important as the sphinx’s upturned face staring blindly into […]

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Hands

Hands Before you were born I tried to imagine your hands– Wee fingers wrapped around mine. Tried to imagine your face. But what mind Could contain the wholeness of your person? Ancient kingdoms, foreign lands Were easier to fathom. Who could imagine the perfect anemone unfolding Grasp how impossibly small!? How could such little fingers […]

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Share

Share I’ve had my share of sorrows. I’ve had my share of joys. Sorrows that swirl like starlings darkening the blue like a noisy cloud. They swoop and overtake a tree, filling its branches with their crying. Then rise together and depart over the houses. Joys that soar and dive like an osprey splashing into […]

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Spread

Spread ‘You spread your table before me…’ 
As the sun spreads its warmth on the sleeping land— As the crocus spreads her petals— As the maples unfurl their leaves— As the white pine flings its yellow pollen. . . As the bees forage far and wide seeking nectar for the hive— As the mother duck […]

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Soap

Soap Is there anything on earth less poetical than soap? I wonder— as I stare at the lumpy white blob in its pool of scum. How many times a day do I lather my hands counting or singing or playing mind games to stretch the ritual for the appointed duration? As once ancient apothecaries stirred […]

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Patient

Patient Be patient as the pines are patient perching on the headland, staring over the sea at the white sails. The birds fly away, the boats sail away, the waves draw away and away and away leaving the pines behind. They lift their silent arms and sigh.   #withdraw2020

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Fever

Fever It’s June and the wild roses are in bloom. Amid the proliferation of green their petals glow white after yet another rainstorm has passed. And I am bone tired after keeping all night vigil with my youngest child in the emergency room. As I bundled her burning body into the backseat with her doll […]

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Curve

Curve The shell curves in on itself, spiraling deeper and deeper into its own secret recesses, smaller and smaller sanctuaries. If you could crawl inside, retreat into the inner darkness, what would you find in the still heart? A haven? Childhood home? A tight vastness of lost self? Would you find peace? #withdraw2020

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Calm

Calm Was she calm when the messenger appeared? And did he arrive in a whispering breeze or in a sudden roar as of flame? Reassuring her there was nothing to be feared. In Blessed Angelico’s painting she bows her head calmly enough, arms crossed meekly on her breast. But, look more closely at her face […]

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