Monthly Archives: April 2015

Orange Bowl

Holly-berry, moist chalk pyracantha beads beckon from a woody stalk; small fingers smash the pulp against an orange-striped bowl, stained from weeks of outdoor kitchen play amidst mud, twigs, tiny muscari hyacinth, honeysuckle nectar gleaned from tens of stolen flowers, camelia stamens and heady scotch-broom sunshine. From the brick-red playhouse tumble brown legs, round thighs, […]

As a bird in the redwoods

As the day closes, turns dim in the forest, my soul wells up into a chitter of praise. I offer a song of the magnificence of life, of this day, of this blessed moment — this elongated blink between day and night. Let me hold on, hold out for the great sun that brightened and […]