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Poetry Month 2023 Poem-A-Day Post #21: “Being Human”

April is #NationalPoetryMonth and I am posting a Poem-A-Day. Today’s post is a poem I wrote this past winter. Being Human To Be Human is to be made of ocean, star dust, and dirt To be human means living with natal memory of the razor’s edge, with anticipation of death. To be human is to be built to suffer and grow, yearn and despair. I am cells dividing and muscles that regenerate while I sleep. I am lungs with spider web veins moving oxygen from brain maze to toe nails. I am thoughts turning to poems and grief creating salt … Read the full post

Poetry Month 2023 Post #20: “A Year Ago Today”

April is #NationalPoetryMonth and I am posting a Poem-A-Day. I wrote today’s poem on January 24, 2023, a year from the day I drove to be with my mom the last ten days of her life. A Year Ago Today A year ago today I got in my car and left for Louisville to be with mom in her dying days. Something propelled me there. Thank you, Spirit. Today I sit still in the grief of losing mom—and in the mystery of finding her in the ether of her dying. I feel her close. I feel her absence. I feel … Read the full post

Poetry Month 2023 Post #19: “Money”

April is #NationalPoetryMonth and I am posting a Poem-A-Day. Tax day is so stressful! And money, in general, can bring on all kinds of stress. So, here’s a poem about money. Money If money is energy, then I need more synergy, less allergy, less inflammatory fees for my humanity. This is insanity. Money rules the world and leaves me a curled up ashamed little girl. Where does all the money go? It pushes me. I can never just slow down and breathe, and believe that all will be well because money is the tell. Taxes due. Credit cards swell, from … Read the full post

Poetry Month 2023 Post #18: “1:17am”

April is #NationalPoetryMonth” and I am posting a Poem-A-Day. I wrote this poem this past February in the middle of the night after some time with the moon. 1:17am I will never know what woke me up And led me down the steps into the nighttime glow of a just waning moon and the ethereal circle of her perfect round bow painting the sky with some truth about me, about us that I sleep to, at turns lie awake with, brooding wondering why. I would never have seen her round symmetry written around the vapor of her there, here watching … Read the full post

Poetry Month 2023 Post #17: “Consolation”

April is #NationalPoetryMonth and I am posting a Poem-A-Day. Today’s post is a poem I wrote last summer during the sabbatical. All the time outside gave me a deep consolation that so much is happening that is beyond my own experience. Consolation Stars concealed to me by daylight still gleam rays that travel and refract Song birds quiet to me in thick dark sing lullabies only fledglings have ears to hear Flowers’ pageantry to me in a bees’ eyes speak of nectar coupling, completing traveling depth, width for a whole world.

Poetry Month 2023 Post #16: “Night Sky”

April is #NationalPoetryMonth and I am posting a Poem-A-Day. Look up at night whenever you can, and let the stars speak to you. Night Sky Infinite expanse calling me to look up, peer out into everlastingness. Optical illusions, ancient mysteries stretching beyond how I am made. Glistening perspiration of moonlight dancing on celestial bodies blinking, dazzling, quiet miracles, universes drifting, merging, collapsing into more Light and dark, shadow and refraction simultaneous, luminous world within worlds. And I stand feet on small pebbles that map the path to my abiding, anonymous, fused nowhere and here.

Poetry Month 2023 Post #15: “Danville, KY”

April is #NationalPoetryMonth I am posting a Poem-A-Day. Today’s post is about the deep visceral, cellular memory of growing up in a small town. Danville, KY Centrifuge of my world, my beginnings in this world. A small town with big impact. Viscera settle in like air, a dermis, an envelope of where I came from. Landscapes and sound maps the feel of a bend in the road, clouds speaking in hushed voices of hidden things shrouded moments and mementos of everything that life was. Here now with more to me than meets the eyes of those who knew me when. … Read the full post

Poetry Month 2023 Post #14: “Beginning Again”

April is #NationalPoetryMonth and I am posting a Poem-A-Day. I am enjoying all the birds who are singing and nesting right now. I wrote this poem in April 2008. Beginning Again Today I hear the birds–call and response, chanting the day into light. First light is so gentle– dusting all that is with the beginnings of muted color. Things start to move, others begin to find a place to rest. It is a time of beginning again.

Poetry Month 2023 Post #13: “Falling Stars”

April is #NationalHistoryMonth and I am posting a Poem-A-Day. Today’s post is a poem I wrote in the fall. Don’t forget to go outside and look up at night–the stars have so much to teach us. Falling Stars The instant I looked outside there you were flaming, falling from dark sky. Veering east and disappearing, calling me to come watch, peer into the mystery of fleeting, plummeting, dissolving matter. Clear pre-dawn heavens dramatic leaps, jumps, and letting go. Flashes of ancient light leaving home.

Poetry Month 2023 Post #12: “Today Will be the Day That I Die”

April is #NationalPoetryMonth and I am posting a Poem-A-Day. I wrote this poem about a big dream this past summer. Today Will Be the Day That I Die “Today will be the day that I die.” I say to myself as my dream ends And I wake up foggy, startled awake By this strange pronouncement. My mind immediately sorts, parses it out. Is this how it works for people? Do they know their day of death? Do they write it off as a thought not worth tending? This can’t be the day I die, I tell myself. I am healthy. … Read the full post

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