• poetry

    lenten journal: life lines

    by  • February 20, 2013 • lenten journal, poetry • 3 Comments

    There are some nights I sit down to write what has been brewing all day, then there are others where I begin with a blank canvas and try to get quiet enough to see what ripens. Tonight’s poem comes at the end of a busy day when I don’t feel as though I had...

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    lenten journal: morning snow

    by  • February 16, 2013 • lenten journal, poetry • 2 Comments

    I stood at the kitchen window and looked across the leftover dishes from last night’s dinner and out into the backyard because it was snowing free falling flakes the size of communion wafers dissolving as they hit the unfrozen ground ending their long lilting journey with nothing to show for it it felt important...

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    lenten journal: what’s the question?

    by  • February 14, 2013 • community, faith, lenten journal, poetry • 6 Comments

    Last Sunday night, our church offered the last of a three week series called Forgetting but Not Forgotten: Alzheimer’s and Faith, the final gathering focusing on congregational responses to dementia. Lisa Gwyther the director of the Duke Alzheimer’s Family Support Program began the session by reciting a line from an Antonio Machado poem: traveler,...

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    in other news . . .

    by  • January 31, 2013 • change, community, poetry • 6 Comments

    a baby smiled at me in our coffee shop a kind, happy woman handed me a hot dog sample at costco and I made chicken corn and black bean soup for friends who gathered to talk about what would make a difference in our town: street lights, sidewalks in an hour and a half...

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    ways to look at the world

    by  • January 24, 2013 • poetry • 1 Comment

    cynic critic thoughtful friend wide-eyed worn-out on the mend wondering wishing just the facts prophet listener off the tracks hungry angry coffee spoons lover laugher set to tunes true believer last to know all together miles to go Peace, Milton

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    by  • January 9, 2013 • poetry • 1 Comment

    “the chairs no one sits in”:* as soon as I saw the lines, I thought, “I was going to write that poem” — once again, I’m reminded what’s new to me is not new most of my thoughts are about as original as sin perhaps it’s not about who got there first, but getting...

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