Plum Blossoms in Sepia I remember looking at the…

filled with promise
plum branches
rest in autumn darkness
filled with promise
plum branches
rest in autumn darkness
Another bit unearthed in the old journal today. I’m not sure who I was writing this to. There’s no date and I don’t remember. Maybe I was writing it to my future self. Maybe I was writing it to the Universal Collective. I am putting it here for YOU. Whomever reads this, it applies to…
This Casablanca Lily has the most amazing scent. It’s right outside the window of my studio and smells especially yummy at night (like many white flowers). I’m going to have a poetry reading, wine drinking, patio party this weekend so we can all drink in the essence of these lilies and each other by the light of the…
My daughter, Gigi, and I read poetry to one another in the morning at breakfast. She read this one to me last week. Today, as we lay snuggled at Seward Park in Seattle, basking in the sunlight and watching it glisten on the water, I was reminded of this poem and the miracle of life…
Miss A is hoping to take a service learning trip to Costa Rica in the spring. She’s asking for contributions in lieu of Christmas presents this year. It’s not a vacation. She’ll be working and learning Spanish over spring break. Thanks for considering!