Category Archives: Daily Offerings

On the Back Porch The cat calls for her dinner. On the porch I bend and pour brown soy stars into her bowl, stroke her dark fur. It’s not quite night. Pinpricks of light in the eastern sky. Above my … Continue reading →

Friendship Oh, the comfort — the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person — having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but pouring them all right out, just as they are, chaff and grain together; certain that a … Continue reading →

Liquor and Longevity   The horse and mule live thirty years And nothing know of wines and beers. The goat and sheep at twenty die And never taste of Scotch or Rye. The cow drinks water by the ton And … Continue reading →

I Dreamed Again I dreamed again you were alive, and woke certain it was your voice love is whisky, it is milk, it is water don’t ever, you said in the dream, think I’ve gone I woke a little more, … Continue reading →

The Blizzard Now that the worst is over, they predict Something messy and difficult, though not Life-threatening. Clearly we needed To stock up on water and candles, making Tureens of soup and things that keep When electricity fails and phone … Continue reading →

Insomnia It’s like waiting for someone to leave – someone tedious, garrulous and worryingly manic. Someone full of reminiscences which you don’t want to hear about. It’s like waiting for something to be taken away – something with a buzz … Continue reading →

Waiting for Happiness Dog knows when friend will come home because each hour friend’s smell pales, air paring down the good smell with its little diamond. It means I miss you O I miss you, how hard it is to … Continue reading →

Adrift A shipping container of rubber duckies made in China for the United States washed overboard in 1992, and some of them had traveled and washed ashore over 17.000 miles over 15 years. Let’s go ahead and assume it’s yellow. … Continue reading →

All Things Pass All things pass A sunrise does not last all morning All things pass A cloudburst does not last all day All things pass Nor a sunset all night All things pass What always changes? Earth … sky … Continue reading →

Home I didn’t know I was grateful for such late-autumn bent-up cornfields yellow in the after-harvest sun before the cold plow turns it all over into never. I didn’t know I would enter this music that translates the world back … Continue reading →