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
Lilacs are special flowers for me. I grew up with three shades of lilac bushes around our house. They come in lilac-lilac, deep purple and white and smell ever so slightly different, or so I imagined. T.S.Eliot’s poems made an early impression on me and I appreciated his use of lilacs evoking the wild, mystical, … More What Did The Scrub Jay Notice?Featured Poem for February, 2022
It has been eight months since I started feeding the hummingbirds. I hung a feeder on the deck railing off our living room. The garden is two flights of stairs below so they often fly up from beneath to perch and drink. Being a Massachusetts girl, even after over forty years in California, I worried … More Sharing–Featured Poem for December, 2021
Living among Monterey pines in San Francisco, I temporarily forgot about deciduous leaves in winter. Thank you to Sacramento for bringing them back to me. Stay well these Holidays. Overlooked Ghosts You can see their spirits streaming awayin ectoplasm prints preserved each autumn.Not every tree’s leavesmanifest dying so clearly— releasing slow-motion scarlet flamesas they are … More Overlooked Ghosts––Featured Poem for December, 2020
We lived part-time in Sacramento over the past 18 months. Their trees are large, beautiful, and numerous. They reminded me of Massachusetts, at least part of the time. When the orange tree ripened, I was quite sure I was not in New England. Sacramento just outlawed leaf blowers. I approve. This poem is from the … More Land Park Fall – Featured Poem for November, 2020
We lived in Sacramento three days a week this past year. I enjoyed the differences between San Francisco and Sacramento. There is the heat and cold, both of which are more in Sacramento, and the glorious deciduous trees. They bring back memories of New England and Upstate New York. South Land Park Twilight Heat … More Featured Poem: June, 2020
This is an acrostic poem using the alphabet. I hope you enjoy it. They can be quite fun. I was reminded of this poem as I walked by a large collection of California lilac plants. It is also called ceanothus or buckbrush and has a wonderful scent. As I stood appreciating the smell I realized … More Featured Poem: February, 2020
This is an older poem and one I love. I live across from a park and theses trees are like friends. I am so delighted that it was published by Vistas & Byways Journal at San Francisco State Spring, 2019. Dignity of Trees Torn limbs expose the inner flesh.In the small park where we live,branches … More Featured Poem – September, 2019
This time last year I was in Alaska visiting a family friend who is also a fabulous kayak guide. For a change of pace, here is one of my poems from the trip. These are actual names of climbing routes. The poem is also found in my book, Inner Sunset. Frozen Waterfall Climbing Routes in … More Featured Poem – July, 2019
There Is A Bison In The Front Yard Ancient rhinoceros of our plains, one solitary bull shuffles and snuffles through autumn grasses. Mahogany mane surrounds a neckless horned head, and drapes humped shoulders, carpets upper front legs. There the robe ends, exposing naked buttocks, slender ankles, delicate hooves. Barely balancing a bow-legged bulk, he precisely … More Featured Poem, January 7, 2018
