Growth

Growth

My pothos is planted in a pot Barely big enough but Almost too tall—the tips Of the leaves lace the lip And do not dare overflow.   It sits in the center of a side table. Two lamps tower on either side, A gold-rimmed mirror engulfs the wall Behind the space I had...
When the Next Chapter Is Darkness

When the Next Chapter Is Darkness

Madeleine L’Engle, the celebrated author of A Wrinkle in Time (winner of the 1963 Newbery Award for Children’s Literature) knew the darkness of loss, particularly in relationships, only too well. When her son Bion died in 1999, here was a story Madeleine couldn’t...
Courage

Courage

Courage         whispered the autumn leaf     He,        born of spring’s budding hope        commissioned for summer’s verdancy        yet most glorious in decline Courage          urged the autumn leaf   As he,         in trust and gratitude         released his...
Ask Me What I [Don’t] Know

Ask Me What I [Don’t] Know

What do we see when we look at others’ faces? We notice the outward appearance, whether we wish to or not. Skin color, eye color, clothing, and so on, are apparent features that are obvious and difficult to pretend we do not see. What we cannot see or know from the...
Divine Spark on Wednesday

Divine Spark on Wednesday

I do not buy those words, sacred and secular, They’ve rent the world in two.   They take the magic from how a speck of dust catches the light Or how the cadence of footfall is poetry. They make too much of church casseroles that do not feed the multitudes. Blind adult...