Surprises
care for the Life around you, give it food and water
and you just never know what might pop up
from beneath the fecund earth
waiting to surprise and delight you.
Plum Blossoms in Sepia I remember looking at the plum tree outside my window last fall at the tangle of moss-covered, leafless branches and marvelling that something that looked so dead would ever bear fruit again. I wrote this haiku to capture the moment: filled with promise plum branches rest in autumn darkness We all…
“Mom, why don’t you talk to John anymore? “Because he’s not my friend, Gigi. He lied to me about something really important. He’s not in my life.” “Well, I want him in my life. I’m gonna call him when I get my own phone. Please tell me you didn’t delete his number.” “Okay, I won’t…
I stand near the edge of a cliff and feel the muscles between my thighs weaken in this moment something in me rejoices I cut my skin and watch the blood slowly trickle reveling in the smell of it, the redness of it the LIFE of it drinking in the sight of moonlight on freshly…
Our revels are now ended. These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits and Are melted into air, into thin air, And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capp’d towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve And, like this insubstantial…