Visual Meditation: Cloisters (Part Two)
God’s Grief Great parent who must have started out with such high hopes. What magnitude of suffering, the immensity of guilt, the staggering despair. A mind the size of the sun, burning with longing, a heart huge as a gray whale breaching, streaming seawater against the pale sky. Man-god or beast god god that breathes […]
Abbey Bookshelf: A Dog’s Life
I have loved animals since infancy. Whereas most children’s first words are “mama” or “dada” I’ve been told many times, mine was clearly “doggie.” My father used to tell me again and again of the time we went to the zoo when I first learned to talk and pointed at the elephant and squealed “doggie!’ […]
Happy Second Bloggiversary to Me!
All the arts we practice are apprenticeship. The big art is our life. -M.C. Richards Last Friday was my two-year Bloggiversary! Hard to believe I have been showing up in this space for that long. It makes me smile to look at my Poetry category in the sidebar and see the number of entries at […]
Visual Meditation: Cloisters (Part One)
“In poetry, language is not the only medium; silence is also a medium. We might even say that, in poetry, the very purpose of the language is to inflect the silences. It’s like after church bells ring: the air resonates with their sound. In poetry, the silences are resonant, from the language that precedes them. […]