Winter

Winter

  Winter’s on the        tip               of          our                                      tongues. Frost speaks        (the ancient language)                        of                                 ice               and                                    ...

When We Listened: A Wailing Song

WHEN WE LISTENED A Wailing Song for George Floyd    When you close your eyes to listen,  what do you hear?    Do you hear his name on the horizon     where ocean meets sky     where seagulls take flight and spread their wings like angels?   Even the...
This Mad World

This Mad World

It feels like our world has gone mad. As though there is a madness that has seeped through us that’s so deep and so wide, that it’s allowed people to justify all kinds of atrocities. We’ve forgotten we are family. Distant cousins. Kin. Each one of...