January 2019 ~ Red Brocade

        There's no better way to enter this or any other year than with a poetics of hospitality. That, and the refusal to be claimed by anyone or anything that poisons your heart. The Arabs used to say, When a stranger appears at your door, feed him for three days before asking [...]

By |January 1st, 2019|Poem of the Month|

December 2018 – Poetry

        A poem full of clarity and wisdom  to bring 2018 to a close.  Keep on dancin', friends. And don’t take the title too literally or you’ll lose the poetry in "Poetry"!  Poetry Its door opens near. It’s a shrine by the road. It’s a flower in the parking lot of the [...]

By |December 4th, 2018|Poem of the Month|

October 2018 ~ Everything Is Plundered

              This great, much needed poem is a potent antidote to despair.  I'm also using it to celebrate 12 years for Poem of the Month.  According to Kaveh Akbar: "...bewilderment is at the core of every great poem, and in order to be bewildered, you have to be able to wonder." Is this, then, why [...]

By |October 1st, 2018|Poem of the Month|

April 2017 ~ Monet Refuses the Operation

Have you noticed, as did Monet, that what's essential is invisible to the naked eye? Doctor, you say there are no haloes around the streetlights in Paris and what I see is an aberration caused by old age, an affliction. I tell you it has taken me all my life to arrive at the vision [...]

By |April 1st, 2017|Poem of the Month|

February 2017 ~ A Ritual To Read To Each Other

Stafford's poem, sobering yet encouraging, is instructive. May your contemplation on his words touch the truth within your own being. If you don't know the kind of person I am and I don't know the kind of person you are a pattern that others made may prevail in the world and following the wrong god [...]

By |February 1st, 2017|Poem of the Month|

November 2016 ~ Advice to Myself

Hmmm...what to do?  Clean the fridge? Or clear the gunk outta my heart? Leave the dishes. Let the celery rot in the bottom drawer of the refrigerator and an earthen scum harden on the kitchen floor. Leave the black crumbs in the bottom of the toaster. Throw the cracked bowl out and don't patch the [...]

By |October 31st, 2016|Poem of the Month|

September 2016 ~ Prescription for the Disillusioned

Time to sort the wheat from the chaff.  What's nourishing?  What's useless?  Good to know the difference! Come new to this day. Remove the rigid overcoat of experience, the notion of knowing, the beliefs that cloud your vision. Leave behind the stories of your life. Spit out the sour taste of unmet expectation. Let the [...]

By |August 31st, 2016|Poem of the Month|

June 2016 ~ I Laugh When I Hear That The Fish In The Water Is Thirsty

I laugh when I hear that the fish in the water is thirsty. You don't grasp the fact that what is most alive of all is inside your own house; and so you walk from one holy city to the next with a confused look! Kabir will tell you the truth: go wherever you like, [...]

By |June 1st, 2016|Poem of the Month|

October 2015 ~ Wealthy

after my reading a very serious sixth grade girl asked me if I was wealthy well I said I have twenty-two dollars in my wallet right now my purple truck has two hundred and thirty-five thousand miles on it I’m wearing clean and mended clothes I’ll sleep in a warm bed tonight I’ve got my [...]

By |October 1st, 2015|Poem of the Month|

January 2015 ~ What We Need Is Here

Geese appear high over us, pass, and the sky closes. Abandon, as in love or sleep, holds them to their way, clear in the ancient faith: what we need is here. And we pray, not for new earth or heaven, but to be quiet in heart, and in eye, clear. What we need is here. [...]

By |January 1st, 2015|Poem of the Month|