What You Will Find Here
My grandmother had this little saying: If you put a fifty cent plant in a five dollar hole, you’ll have a five dollar plant.
My grandmother had this little saying: If you put a fifty cent plant in a five dollar hole, you’ll have a five dollar plant.
Mistdrifts on the lake, a singing bowlof mystery, pinesangling the rim, breathof September thinningand catchingon the edges of autumn,and on the cuspa crane waits. He seesleaves releasing in mute surrender,revealingforgotten robin beds, feelswarmth retreatingfrom the skin of the earthdown and down intodeep and unshakeable summersunder the world. He standsregal, listeningfor Read more…
May I live with passion
that knows its transience.
May I live with integrity
that knows its weakness.
Written in honor of Earth Day, this is a poem about passing time, old ways lost, a place that I miss, and a man I deeply respect – the man who walked that narrow footpath by crooked old trees. This is a poem about care for our earth.