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Little Things Little things I’ll give to you- Till your fingers learn to press Gently On a loveliness; Little things and new- Till your fingers learn to hold Love that’s fragile, Love that’s old. ~ Marion Strobel

Years From Now Although I cannot see your face As you flip through these poems awhile, Somewhere from some far-off place I hear you laughing – and I smile. ~ Shel Silverstein

Blue Hills Over the North Wall Blue hills over the north wall; White water swirling to the east of the city: This is where you must leave me — A longe puff of thistledown on a thousand mile journey. Ah … Continue reading →

There is a Stream There is a stream which rises halfway down the mountain My father showed it to me place he found in a dream, the withered spirit of an old Indian leading him like a wisp of fog … Continue reading →

Imaginary Conversation You tell me to live each day as if it were my last. This is in the kitchen where before coffee I complain of the day ahead – that obstacle race of minutes and hours, grocery stores and … Continue reading →

Regenerate Don’t be afraid of the process The nights you kept yourself awake Tossing and turning and shedding Fifteen gallons of saltwater Was only a way of exfoliating Executing old skin cells In preparation for a birth After a few … Continue reading →

April The roofs are shining from the rain, The sparrows twitter as they fly, And with a windy April grace The little clouds go by. Yet the back-yards are bare and brown With only one unchanging tree– I could not be … Continue reading →