Each night I set my boats to sea
and leave them to their bawdy business.
Whether they drift off
maddened, moon-rinsed,
or dock in the morning
scuffed and chastened—
is simply how it is, and I gather them in.
~ from “Describe Yourself in Three Words or Less” by Rita Dove
(this poem and eleven others here)
A woman waits patiently by the river Her dogs sniff the ground nearby She watches feathers of white dip their heads Disappear, then reappear Beads shimmer and drip Beaks run through feathers like a comb The woman wishes and wants How can every movement be words of grace? Okay, heads dip, butts stick up, legs…
Don’t let your goal of telling a story mean that you are buried in a notebook, computer, or camera. Don’t let telling a story blind you from living the story. Be sure to spend as much time looking for real instead of through the lens of your creation…
Fall Colors burned Singed Like a hot brand
I got together with some friends the other day and they gave some rather “unique” belated-birthday gifts. There was also a candy necklace in the goody bag but I already ate that. There is one gift in there that I’m not going to call by name or I’ll get all sorts of weird Googling traffic. My…
It was a hot and humid one today. Java’s kiddy pool is a bit substandard from the previous house’s pool. I hope this area alongside the deck will be a good spot for a future pond that is big enough for Java to fit all the way into. It won’t be roomy enough for swimming,…
Disturbance ~ the interruption of a settled and peaceful condition; the breakdown of law-abiding behavior; the feeling that comes from life simply not going as planned…
