Conjunction On the longest night of a long, long-shadowed year, a new star shining briefly on the horizon, aligns the slowest planets in the sky. Jupiter and Saturn appear as one, in a proximity 456 million miles wide, to the earthbound eye one fifth the width of the moon. * What proximity might my heart’s […]
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It first appeared in our yard the Monday of election week. With so much on the line, I guess I was looking for a sign – and afraid of getting one I didn’t want. So the arrival of a white rock dove – as emblematic of peace as anything I could have conjured – was […]
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Forty to one. That’s the ratio of sap to maple syrup in the long, slow process of creating the amber sweetness my family used to boil and bottle every spring. It’s a ratio that tells you something about the time and determination required to make syrup, but gives no hint of the longer arc of […]
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Here, Here, where already you have left behind by choice or by force what you knew what you might have cherished what you maybe took for granted. Here, where not yet do you know where you’re headed what it will take what it will give how it will change you. Here, on the threshold you […]
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I once had a dream about words growing on bushes, blossoms free for the picking that I was gathering in a basket. Since then, I have come to believe that words are more like heavy ripe fruit or, possibly, like stones. They have heft. They weigh down the basket quickly when collected. One needs to […]
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