An annual practiceas a way of learning,a way of knowinga way of growing.To come backyear after yearsifting through the newunearthing the oldtracing my waythrough tangled rootssome thick, some slender beginning to curlaround the base of a containerno longer quite large enoughsearchingfor a wayto fit or, perhaps,seeking a new placeto stay. From scatter, 2019 Again, I find myself … Continue reading p e r e n n i a l
I began this year with the mantra "Return to magic." I wrote: We grow new calluses in new places all the time, because that is how we learn to survive against the friction. How we manage not to lie down and never rise. We never forget it’s there— our toughness reminds us. The word “tender” … Continue reading 2020 & my pandemic brain
when you are driving down a familiar highway more slowly more carefully than you used to and memories rush back with a surprising lack of pain the resentment the ache the sting replaced by amusement ah, the messiness of youth you say with ease. how strange and how sweet to find bitterness mellowed by time … Continue reading ten years later
if there is something you think you are too old to do you better hurry up and do it because you're not getting any younger and that thing is not getting any done-er.