I appear at her door with footsteps speaking homesick words And pour world-weary troubles into her waves. Longing for innocent longing. She sings to me, just as she used to — but now I understand. Soothing indifference, pulling my words into her crashing whirlpool, Sweeping them out with her undertow Tumbling and polishing them with… Read More The Waters Who Raised Me
A few days ago, I wanted to hike somewhere I had never been before. I chose the Loch Leven Trail in the Tahoe National Forest because of the picturesque lakes, waterfalls, and railroad crossing I saw online. On the drive up I eagerly anticipated the new adventure. As soon as I arrived, however, the unfamiliar… Read More A Voice Cries out in the Wilderness
I struggle with writer’s block. It makes me uptight, irritable, cranky; I joke to my friends that on bad days I feel “artistically constipated.” Today I woke up feeling a strong block. Instead of wallowing in front of my computer, however, I unplugged and took a walk. Tall trees marked the entrance of the forest.… Read More The Miracle of Wildflowers
