Between

Between

Between This line  And the next I may have Fought a dragon Or was it a dragonfly?   Between  This line And the next I may have strolled around the block Or down the lane On another planet. Between  This line And the next I may have chatted with a friend Over a cup of Earl Grey tea Or...

Cross Training for Creativity

Cross Training for Creativity

Any personal trainer will tell you that cross training is good for the body.  If you swim, walk. If you walk, lift weights. If you lift weights, run. If you run, swim. You get the drift. Muscles become familiar with the familiar, even a bit sedated, so switching it up invites muscles to respond...

This Is About Poetry

This Is About Poetry

  This is about poetry. This is about prose. This is not about equations And this has never been about what’s only black and white. This is about moments captured in cinnamon and cayenne.   This is about what is ancient. This is about what is fresh. This is not about what makes...

Touching the Hem of His Garment

Touching the Hem of His Garment

Desperate. Shunned. Lonely. Long, long, long suffering.  I vacillate between seeking healing one more time and believing that I shall never be healed.  Why try? Why not try? Why try? Why not try?  I’ve been dismissed. I’ve been given hope. I’ve grown sicker, not more healed.  Now one more...

The Stations of the Cross

The Stations of the Cross

A Valley and a Hill One Good Friday holy habit is to meander slowly by The Stations of the Cross which depict Jesus’ last hours.   In the center of San Luis, Colorado’s oldest town, a mesa rises above the vast valley, offering a poignant climb to Calvary.   La Mesa de la Piedad y de...

Answering the Question

Answering the Question

  Squirming came easy. Whether I was squished between my two younger sisters in the middle seat or stretched out on top of lumpy suitcases lining the rear compartment of the wood-paneled station wagon, finding a comfortable position required squirming creativity. * With windows rolled down...

Keeping Your O

Keeping Your O

I’m one who savors the season of Advent and Christmas. I love the quiet holiness that can accompany this season. I delight in the many hymns of Christmas. This morning, when I rolled out of bed, I was humming the tune to O Come, O Come Emmanuel.   “O Come, Thou Wisdom, from on high, And...

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