Sometimes when you look for peaceyou gaze at the Pacific where you see the absenceof dishonesty, war, racism, borders. You see a world rinsed cleanof anger and man-made scars. I close my eyes to see my peace:an imagined cabin under the stars steeped in the wood smell of old smoldering ash, around me a flying geese quilt tight as a… Continue reading Making Peace
Month: October 2020
Lesson from a Giant Swallowtail
I've been expecting himsince his mother scatteredhurried shadows overthe orange tree two weeks ago.Still, when it comes, his reveal is sudden as the lightning boltson his velvet wings,the morning mist nearlyconcealing his midnight black,his Fred Astaire elegance. But this is 2020, a yearthat staggers to the endholding its head in its hands,and even his butterflyperfection… Continue reading Lesson from a Giant Swallowtail
To My Grand-daughter, about Nature
Sometimes they’re perturbed by me—your parents—for leading you astraywhen I answer yes, you can climb that tree.How many chances come your way in a lifetime to look beyond, to see downto the ground and then sway with the riverof existence in that limber brownbranch, to feel the coil and shiver of a western wind in… Continue reading To My Grand-daughter, about Nature