In the first week of March, when Spring was awakening and the chill of winter was softening, enticing the earth to bring forth new growth, I received Jean-Jacques Fournier’s 16th … Continue reading Jean-Jacques Fournier, LOVE by any Definition
The year was 1918. World War I was coming to an end when Sara Teasdale wrote “There Will Come Soft Rains.” Influenced by the unprecedented levels of destruction witnessed and … Continue reading There Will Come Soft Rains
Aristotle declared that “Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.” And with that quote in mind, I looked back … Continue reading The Flower at My Window
“Truly fine poetry must be read aloud. A good poem does not allow itself to be read in a low voice or silently. If we can read it silently, it … Continue reading The Lake Isle of Innisfree
We are the music makers, We are the dreamers of dreams… “Music makers” and “dreamers” are symbols that speak to the heart and vibrancy of the human experience. Music and … Continue reading Ode by Arthur O’Shaughnessy
Spring is the time for new things. For me, the “newness” was moving from home into nature to recite poetry. My dear friend, Mary Jo Malo from This Shining Wound, … Continue reading Last Night by Mary Jo Malo
It was in late February, early March when I recited Sara Teasdale’s poem, “Let It Be Forgotten” on the Vancouver Seawall. It was only a few weeks before the world … Continue reading Let It Be Forgotten
My recent thoughts have been on what is remembered and what is forgotten in the collective consciousness. Why do we remember specific events when those events, at the time, seemed … Continue reading Roads, Journeys, Memories
April 7, 2020. I am having tea with the poet, William Wordsworth. Today marks his 250th birthday and I’m inviting you to our celebration. English Breakfast tea is steeping nearby, … Continue reading Dancing with Daffodils
April is National Poetry Month! I am celebrating by looking back at photo memories and connecting them to poems that have enlightened my journey. T.S. Eliot’s poem, Wait Without Hope, … Continue reading Shetland with T.S. Eliot
Sarah, my sister, shares my love of poetry. Every morning, I look forward to receiving her “good morning” e-mail that includes a poem. A few weeks ago, I received the … Continue reading Quest by Carrie Williams Clifford
Trees Need Not Walk the Earth By David Rosenthal TREES need not walk the earthFor beauty or for bread;Beauty will come to themWhere they stand.Here among the children of the … Continue reading Celebrating International Forest Day
