poem – Hirshfield 11.28.2019

For What Binds Us by Jane Hirshfield There are names for what binds us:strong forces, weak forces.Look around, you can see them:the skin that forms in a half-empty cup,nails rusting into the places they join,joints dovetailed on their own weight.The way things stay so solidlywherever they’ve been set down—and gravity, scientists say, is weak.And see [...]

poem – Nemerov 10.31.2019

The Consent by Howard Nemerov Late in November, on a single nightNot even near to freezing, the ginkgo treesThat stand along the walk drop all their leavesIn one consent, and neither to rain nor to windBut as though to time alone: the golden and greenLeaves litter the lawn today, that yesterdayHad spread aloft their fluttering [...]

poem – O’Donohue 7.4.2019

BeannachtJohn O’Donohue On the day whenthe weight deadenson your shouldersand you stumble,may the clay danceto balance you.And when your eyesfreeze behindthe grey windowand the ghost of lossgets in to you,may a flock of colours,indigo, red, green,and azure bluecome to awaken in youa meadow of delight. When the canvas fraysin the currach of thoughtand a stain [...]

poem- Harjo 11.22.2018

Remember by Jo Harjo Remember the sky that you were born under,know each of the star’s stories.Remember the moon, know who she is.Remember the sun’s birth at dawn, that is thestrongest point of time. Remember sundownand the giving away to night.Remember your birth, how your mother struggledto give you form and breath. You are evidence [...]