Taken on July 30, 2011 When all the days are hot and longAnd robin bird has ceased his song,I go […]
2/365: “Barnabas, Traveling to Antioch”
Taken on June 11, 2011 The road is long, my friend,and not smooth. We expectedthe dark forest, the thorns,and unsuspected […]
1/365: Borne to a Peaceful, Blest Abode
Taken on June 10, 2011 It softens not the heart of manTo look upon the silent tomb;Why not, when life […]
A Dove with a Flute
I am sitting atop the freezer in the laundry room. I have decided to move the table Luke and Isabel […]
Poetry is Immaterial
Finally: a written confirmation of what I know but have been unable to express: page 42 in The Mind of […]
Unwrapping
The day after Christmas arrives, and it turns out to be an unexpectedly quiet one for me. Most of the […]