give us a reason: • we’ll write haiku together • and spin syllables Continue reading →
This one’s for old gymnasts everywhere, their bodies still remember. Continue reading →
If my step must stray • let me always fall toward peace • and away from hate. Continue reading →
This book, A Flight of Butterflies, is a facsimile of a book originally published in 1904. The original was printed on one piece of paper. This one seems to be joined at the page edges but opens accordion-fashion as the original did. Continue reading →
This was my comment left in response to the NYTimes article about the Oak Creek Shooting yesterday. Please let your elected officials know that gun control legislation must be addressed and quickly. “Just because they see the turban they think … Continue reading →
Today, like every other day, we wake up empty and frightened. Don’t open the door to the study and begin reading. Take down the dulcimer. Let the beauty we love be what we do. There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.
