Autumn Equinox

Soles joy-blistered from Dancing in the autumn gold, Bidding welcome to darknening days. I threw back my head and laughed, whooped In a room of swirling energy and shared delight. We twirled and leapt, Stomped and stretched, Sweated our prayers and opened our hearts As we bid farewells to old patterns And cleared space for … More Autumn Equinox

Song of Myself (from Walt Whitman’s ‘Leaves of Grass’)

Trawling through my old poetry file, I stumbled across these deeply familiar yet long-forgotten words, which as a teenager I knew by heart: “I exist as I am, that is enough. If no other in the world be aware, I sit content. If each and all be aware, I sit content… I dote on myself; … More Song of Myself (from Walt Whitman’s ‘Leaves of Grass’)

Memories and poetry

An evening of forgoing plans in order to care for a unwell child, and instead sorting quietly through my many boxes of cards, letters, and correspondence dating back two and a half decades – line after line of appreciation, connection, joy, and love. One of the treasures that resurfaced is my old file of poetry, … More Memories and poetry