Saturday, April 5, 2025

April 4: Still Life

each piece of the still life
is rendered to perfection
yet each seems slightly        suspended
above the                                   reality of the table
as though the arranging is     not         yet       complete
as though each piece
needs to find         a place of comfort
in a discomforting space . . .


Thursday, April 3, 2025

Wednesday, April 2, 2025

Standing on a muddy road . . .

at the field’s edge:


a thin tree


2 slim wires


electric, prone to brown outs


telephone, party line:


1 for him


1 for us


1 ring for him


2 rings for us


or the

other way

around?


6-4610


1958


no


calls


now



Tuesday, April 1, 2025

Hummingbird - Musically Speaking


I am waiting for you.
Where do you wait?
In Florida with retirees?
South along the Gulf of Mexico?
All the way home
to sunny Mexico?
Is anyone left there to call you huitzitzilin?

I am waiting for you.
Will you come?
To New England spring?
North to our garden?
I will grow you fresh flowers.
I will surprise you
with a new name.

I am waiting for you.
Will you come?
I will call you ariette.
Because you are a lively character.
You dart at each other endlessly:
a comic dialogue
among the flowers.

Sunday, March 30, 2025

Time recaptured . . .

train ride, end of March
cherry blossom south back north
spring can start again



Saturday, March 22, 2025

Global Poetry Writing Month: April 2025

 

That time of year again.
Some years have been full of words.
Others less so.
Always worth a go, though.

To see the plethora of poets, go to:

Ice Out

March watches the ice
breathe its snow cover
into the air,
fog, mist, haze rise;
each morning revealing
less ice, more fluid.

March hears the ice
creak, roll over, 
shake off its skim;
gales and blasts shout until
one morning conjures
spring from winter.

Tuesday, December 31, 2024

a few hours before midnight

Snow came near the turning of the year;
rain on warmer days washed it away:
the weather is undecided as to the season

Follow the coyote's tracks
watch the deer eat acorns in the yard
hear the chickadees cheer each other on

Won't let the new year pose
too many unanswerable questions
. . . will just wait and see . . .




Wednesday, August 7, 2024

Joy

Like the First Day

colorful birds burst

from hidden places

among the branches

soar across the water

hover to savor 

and absorb

all that they see:

showering joy . . .

unbeknownst

to them.

Monday, May 27, 2024

Final days of 100 day project

Four flower-themed pages done in a mini-journal: mandalas, embossed and colored paper, wax crayon resist with watercolor. The middle photo has little experiments: embossing on white paper, red honeysuckle-inspired marks on paper. All done!







Monday, May 20, 2024

Week 13 of 100 Day Project - almost done!

Just one week left to complete 100 days of flowers & plants theme. Look closely and you'll see the Foxglove visual pun. I cut some stamps on eraser edges of leaves, flowers, a rain chain and path. There's a flower doodle pattern that I may try to translate into a band on my inkle loom based on the flower photo of Ajuga (Bugle Weed). Last of all a mini book I made with a video online, the 'Seaside Dreams' pages use flower collage, stamping, watercolor, and other little bits.








April 4: Still Life

each piece of the still life is rendered to perfection yet each seems slightly        suspended above the                                   ...