the wednesday poem

"There is also in each of us the maverick, the darling stubborn one who won't listen, who insists, who chooses preference or the spirited guess over yardsticks or even history. I suspect this maverick is somewhat what the soul is, or at least that the soul lives close by." - Mary Oliver

Friday, January 19, 2018

To peace and good fortune in this new year!

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The Cranes, Texas January I call my wife outdoors to have her listen, to turn her ears upward, beyond the cloud-veiled sky where the mo...
Thursday, December 21, 2017

Merry Winter Solstice 2017!

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Winter Solstice Chant Vines, leaves, roots of darkness, growing, now you are uncurled and cover our eyes with the edge of winter sky ...
Monday, November 6, 2017

Joy Harjo reads this Wednesday at PCC Center for the Arts 6-8pm!

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Becoming Seventy Knoxville, December 27, 2016, for Marilyn Kallet’s 70th birthday. This poem was constructed to carry any memory you wa...
Tuesday, October 17, 2017

"I feel that the universe is full of glorious energy..." Richard Wilbur

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For C. After the clash of elevator gates And the long sinking, she emerges where, A slight thing in the morning’s crosstown glare, She ...
Thursday, October 5, 2017

Joyful Harvest Full Moon!

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In Harvest Mown meadows skirt the standing wheat;  I linger, for the hay is sweet,  New-cut and curing in the sun.  Like furrows,...
Friday, August 11, 2017

Remembering Denis Johnson

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Quickly Aging Here 1 nothing to drink in the refrigerator but juice from the pickles come back long dead, or thin catsup. i feel ...
Sunday, July 2, 2017

Here's to summer and the ever-changing teenagers in our lives ~

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Mermaid Song for Aya at fifteen Damp-haired from the bath, you drape yourself upside down across the sofa, reading, one hand idly sunk...
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