It’s like a present found under the tree when everyone's sound asleepon Christmas Eve, and thethrill of trespassing. The rustic wrapping is full of hope,a family’s intimate history writtenin twisted straw and cursive grassand sometimes fine sepia print. There’s the urgency of architecture:this twig here, then this onecrossed with that onejust so, and a piece… Continue reading Gift of a Sparrow’s Nest
Month: May 2020
Things That Fill the Air
some of my breath, some of yours his last breath and later hers a prayer on my knees for grace if I should die before I wake your whispered words, a choir’s song the droplets that are passed along dust I touch but cannot feel a rising howl that seems surreal … Continue reading Things That Fill the Air
Pandemic V: Once an Empire
Once we made gold that sweetened the drink of Egyptian kings, elixir of gods. Once our god was an ebony gold that drove our machines and drove countries to war. Once we beat our wings at the sun, our castle a colossus that hummed. Once we made wings and flew past the sky to a… Continue reading Pandemic V: Once an Empire
Simple Fortunes
(Remembering Life Before Covid19) The morning sun that wakes with a yawn, the everyday San Diego blue sky, the sound of our dog munching her kibble, her tags ringing like bells on the bowl, the smoky aroma of toast lightly burned and breaking off a crust for the dog, a female black phoebe setting up… Continue reading Simple Fortunes