In-between the person she was and the one she is becoming, Ida at two and a-half, is a high-wire act. there is no standing still, no turning back. there is always a next step and the next one after that. It’s a white-water panic attack, you can’t rest, you can’t […]

–on a video call from Ida, Dec 14, 2018   your feet overhang the plastic hamper which is temporarily a boat that holds you in a pile of folded laundry floating on an ocean of love. Your Mother says, “Ida, your toes are over the edge”, in a motherly instructive […]

Ida discovers Her shadow grows taller As she reaches The pink afternoon wall. She sees they are connected Like Siamese twins Another delightful surprise From being upright. Rilke imagines The soul as a flame Reaching into the shadows To shed some light Upon the eternal. I see that here As […]

The hummingbird comes to the feeder Hung just below the eaves Unaware I am watching Through a pane of glass Inches away From where she sips a clear Bead of sweetened water. The dawning sky must make a mirror Hiding my wonder from her usual caution. Never remaining still but […]

head-butt love comes at you arms out stretched palms out ready to take the impact of head-butt, head-butt, head-butt love. it hits you in the gut a barreling bowling ball scoring a strike, pins exploding in delight. it wakes you up it’s a head rub and a hug. head-butt, head-butt, […]

Punxsutawney Phil predicts 6 more weeks of winter says the headline, Groundhog Day 2018. I flash on Bill Murray, who learns in the movie to play the piano, finally, since he has the problem of being stuck in the same day, ad infinitum. The movie, I’m told, is a favorite […]

It happens so slowly you barely notice. in time, things you thought long settled, will begin to rise. it’s called uplift. It is true of the garden plot in back that seems to grow rocks like new potatoes. It is true of continents, explaining why they collide. Our granite crust […]

Coffee In the coffee, a swirl of steamed milk opens like a flower In the morning quiet of a private garden   Matcha The bitterness of matcha Is leavened by the bespoke vessel cradled like a bowl with both hands. Its generous steaming face invites A moment to consider the […]

You must keep mind the number of strokes needed for each character to complete the line when loading the brush. Clear thoughts applied to unblemished paper demand a steady hand and a tranquil soul. Few have mastered, though many have tried the art of making themselves invisible. polygraph & message […]