To brave the cold

There is a chill air surrounding those who are down in the world, and people are glad to get away from them, as from a cold room. -George Eliot (1819 โ€“ 1880) The quote I've selected for this week's WQW encapsulates something that we all know to be true; and if we're honest with ourselves,… Continue reading To brave the cold

Humans, or: Sacks of meat

A 'Daisy Chain' poem Walking sacks of meat, Meat, tender and soft, Soft like eggs, I would think; Think about our many vulnerabilities, Vulnerabilities no other creatures share; Share your personal reflections and learning; Learning over generations sets humans apart; Apart from that, what traits are there? There are our thumbs, opposable and long, Long,… Continue reading Humans, or: Sacks of meat

Barefoot, or: Naked Truth

My 2nd Cleave poem she loves his gruff voice, his calling card that he leaves his hot temper by his shoes neatly by the door, now ajar, open to a world well known to her that could offer support whenever his arm rises up into the air should she need to make his tyranny known… Continue reading Barefoot, or: Naked Truth

Sign, or: Delivery

My 1st Cleave poem thereโ€™s no rhyme to what poets write and what poets experience how they are understood when they are read by critics picking their fantasies apart / from from stacks of books delivered by publishers, not knowing the rhythms of their hearts them and their little birds fluttering so vulnerably yearning hoping… Continue reading Sign, or: Delivery

Broken beings, or: Vessels

Poetry Partners #5 A haibun by Barbara Schaefer of 'solitary 4 tomorrow' love forlorn regained freedom by an inch growth beyond pride I am reporting here on a complex and deep long-distance platonic love. I sought it and entered into it freely but ended up having to extricate myself very very carefully. While I thought… Continue reading Broken beings, or: Vessels

The courage to be vulnerable…

Daring greatly means the courage to be vulnerable. It means to show up and be seen. To ask for what you need. To talk about how youโ€™re feeling. To have the hard conversations.-Brenรฉ Brown (b. 1965) P.S. As always, Iโ€™m offline for 25 hours for Shabbat, which runs from sunset every Friday to sunset on Saturday. I… Continue reading The courage to be vulnerable…