A meditation on the seasons when it is most foggy in the Sunset District of San Francisco … summer and winter. The poem is from the middle of the pandemic when my second book, Cloudbreak came out. Still feels true as I gaze into fog this morning. It almost looks like a blizzard whiteout. It … More In Place: July, 2023 Featured Poem
I Am a Country Girl, But: June, 2023 Featured Poem There has been so much negative press recently about San Francisco. I can not help but think it is written with a touch of gloating. Even my mother, who lived in New England and thought snow and ice was good for her, would say it … More Poetry Reading In-Person. Love to see you!
This is the season, spring-to-be-summer, when I wrote this poem. I hope you join me to appreciate the many flowers that are sometimes called weeds. We must plant and conserve more native bushes and flowers as the lives of our bees, butterflies, and birds depend on them. Thank you for reading my poetry. Abundant Forgiveness … More Abundant Forgiveness: May, 2023 Featured Poem
This poem is a favorite of mine and also appears in my newest book All in Measure: A Book of Hours-2020-2023. Morning tea is a ritual part of my morning. Cloistered in the house during the pandemic, the act of making tea allowed me to travel in my imagination and never failed to bring me … More Jasmine Tea: April, 2023 Featured Poem
These atmospheric river storms just keep on happening. The poems keep on coming. This was from the storm a couple of weeks ago. The poem is new and might change form eventually. I need to sit with it for longer. We had storm wind force water in under our patio doors to leak on the … More Composition of Storm: March, 2023 Featured Poem
And it is still raining! In January I was so busy editing my new book All in Measure: A Book of Hours, 2020-2022 I missed posting a poem. Yet another storm is passing through the Bay Area. Snow on unexpected hills. Even more trees uprooted or branches broken. When we first moved here, California the … More Rain –– February, 2023 Featured Poem
This is a season when people bring bouquets to hosts and hostesses. This was an unexpected and delightful gift from our housemate. Happy Holiday season to you all! A Petal Moves, Then Another She brought me flowers,a bouquet of fuchsia anemones.Elegant stems covered in soft downlengthen up to ferny ruffs framing faceslike a cluster of … More A Petal Moves––November, 2022 Featured Poem
Growing up in New England, over 50 miles from the ocean, fog was rare and exotic weather when I was growing up. My Dad would tell me about the pea soup fog in London and I imagined getting lost. Living in San Francisco, 2 miles from the ocean fog is a very frequent visitor and … More The Fog Speaks –– October, 2022 Featured Poem
I am hoping this will appear in my third poetry book which is currently in the editing process. This poem is in a loose version of a haibun. The great Japanese poet Matsuo Basho wrote many haibuns. This form is composed of a short prose piece followed by a haiku. I went down a delightful … More City of Forty Hills — September, 2022 Featured Poem
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