Scruff

Pick me up by the scruff, shake me on this journey   letting me feel the loose camouflage of this skin, the jumbled bones within   the helpless hanging, alert and shining eyes   willing to be carried to safety, set down in new alignment.   So much...

Array

All those telescopes in tune, filling a field, expectant listening, receiving and distilling, attentive and moving by fractions, planted and supple   and not just yin, but also thrust, the vivid squint skywards beyond what is known, the questing thirst to find...

Thirsty Bloom

All this summer sunlight and the occasion of my parents’ 50th wedding anniversary… imagine!… meant good momentum to put together my latest poetry compilation, Thirsty Bloom. With gratitude to all the sources that help us bloom.

Solstice circle

Grateful thanks to Jennifer Berezan and Nina Wise and all the brave women who circled up on June 14 at Sundog Retreat… I felt deeply nourished. And alert to new ripple effects…