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Poems of Presence
Ryoan Ji, Kyoto zen garden photo by Cquest finding myself raking patterns in the litter box This month at Michelle Heidenrich Barnes’ blog, Today’s Little Ditty, Margaret Simon put out the...
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Inside Out Poems on Writing and Reading Poems
Begin leap from the step not knowing how you’ll land let your mind spin like a pinwheel chase the flying shards of light get distracted by an ant the scent of sliced cucumber someone else’s words...
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Talk Like a Pirate Poem
Earlier this week when I sat down to decide what to post today, I got an email from Laura Purdie Salas that said “Ready for Talk Like a Pirate Day?” “Am I?” I wondered. I thought for a few minutes,...
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Breathe
I don’t practice yoga, but before the pandemic I did take pilates from a wonderful teacher who also teaches yoga. She taught us about breathing in our pilates classes, and she inspired this poem. Here...
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A World Full of Poems
A World Full of Poems: Inspiring Poetry for Children, edited by Sylvia Vardell, had a birthday this week, so I thought I would celebrate by sharing some of the many things I love about this book. The...
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Hop to It!
Sylvia Vardell and Janet Wong have done it again! Hop to It is their latest anthology of wonderful and current children’s poetry. This is truly the book kids need right now–a third of the poems are...
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It’s Hard to Listen
I wrote this yesterday. I suppose it’s more of a first draft. It’s something I’ve been thinking about, especially as I look at maps colored red and blue and wonder how we might begin to stitch...
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Thanksgiving
Last night our oldest came to the Thanksgiving table prepared. He read to us about the Piscataway Tribe, the indigenous people who lived on the land where we live and where we were sitting down to...
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I am Winter’s Meadow
I am winter’s meadow I am winter’s meadow grasses gone to seed wearing frayed regalia drained of summer’s green. I will stand here steadfast in sun, sleet, snow waiting for the someday life rises...
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Health, Peace, Joy
Wishing you all health, peace, joy, connection, poetry, and time to enjoy the natural world. Liz
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