Irene adjusts her sequined leotard. She rolls her head, shakes her arms, and makes hopping steps to warm up. “You’ll do great, Sweetie. Just hold your core.” Walter in his own sequined costume glistens from his performance on the trapeze. He is all muscle, hair slicked back, with traces of rosin still dusting his wrists. … More Balancing Act
Imagine slipping into the mist of the unknown, its hushed embrace a place of deep attention Trust your body’s memory as you navigate a site too far away to see and yet close enough to feel Each moment magnified with close-up intimacy, a cloud unhurried, opens gently to geography beyond sight What whispers within mists … More Allure of the Mist
On our mats, lying as flat on our backs as possible, she talks of archery while meditative music hums in the background. Once focused, she leads us into our first Yin yoga pose, sitting swan. I relax my back, my neck, and sink into the pose. I feel the stretch in my right glute, my … More As the Mist Resembles Rain
Curiosity meanders, pays attention to details, asks “I wonder about other frames of reference.” Spaciousness softens and practices forbearance, whispers, “Let’s ponder those questions for a while.” Reflection lingers to observe from different angles, remarks, “We’ll contemplate possible improvements.” The graphic is an original organic Zentangle
A boy feels the sting of classmates’ slurs in the icy playground air meanwhile, his grandma hums an old folk song as she stirs a pot of stew A young woman studies for her ACTs, hoping to get into college meanwhile, her mother’s feet burn through the second shift as she serves with a smile … More Meanwhile
A homebound couple in Minneapolis relive the same day, every day since Operation Metro Surge Cook, eat, watch the news, sleep Their little dog stays inside, too, no walks for the pooch, diapers instead, packages remain on the porch, unclaimed for fear of attracting ICE or CBP Cook, eat, watch the news, worry Friends have … More Groundhog Day, Again
RageTides of immigrants incoming and outgoing broken shells remain Resilience Two snowflakes gather many more then congregate snowflake fortitude Breakfast Consuming clouds, news sunny side up with muffins aids smooth digestion Inspiration for this post came from Follow the Flying Pizza by Jill Badonsky.
after Al Zolynas My life is short, full of change. I fall, I sparkle, annoy, bring joy. In the end, I linger too long, or simply vanish. Photo is a lake scene at Firefighters Park, Troy, MI If this poem stirs a memory to the surface — even a small one — I’m exploring how … More Snow
A freeze descends upon the woods where I wander among a grove of frosted trees. My friend, the black oak, the one with thick branches that twist and spiral in loose choreography, reaches toward infinite grey. Snow says, “Tree, let me give you a hug.”Wind says, “Dance with me, my friend.” Sky says, “Brush me … More Wintering
I am so filled up with emptyconstant barrage I am so empty I overflowa cast shadow Redirect attentionjust to breatheWobble a bitin a hot showerSmile back I catch a glimpse ofa waning crescent moonon this overcast morning The above photo of me was taken by a friend on my phone. A special thanks goes out … More After the Murder of Renee Good
Wind Rush 