At what point Do we Stop enjoying Eying with wonder A seed split open A shoot rising Out of the earth Or fungus Springing out of Recycled coffee grounds? At what point Do we become So sophisticated That nothing amazes Makes us blink in surprise At what point Are we no longer allowed To be…
Piano My fingers Are they really mine? Disembodied Not as strong Or limber As they were Well-worn sheet music As familiar As my daily route And yet The surroundings Have changed I start and stop Play Waiting for neurons To remember To click For muscle memory To kick ass The fingers reach And stroke keys…
How do you live a normal life when you have words whispering in your ears every waking hour of the day and even in your sleep? Jotted down on scraps of paper, both physical paper and bits of cyber notebooks. I run my hand through my hair and wonder “How will I ever collect them…
Sunday afternoon, I went to a two hour class on keeping chickens. The class was put on by Bob Lies, who, along with his wife, has kept chickens in his St. Paul backyard for four years. The class was held at Egg Plant Urban Farm Supply, a wonderful source of everything garden and chicken, located…
Horrors! I went to a yoga class last Thursday. I don’t know how to do yoga so the plan was to hide in the back of the studio. But I was the only person who showed up! Like I said, Horrors! This was a fast moving kind of yoga – Vinyasa yoga. It’s supposed to…
I have 4 categories that I divide my daily activities into: Things that will help me reach a goal – Such as taking a writing class and writing a set number of words per day to move towards completing a book, or learning how to hitch up the horse trailer and backup so I can take…
