21 October 2022 – Today I learned: for the millionth time, that mood changes. That feelings don’t last, though they may last longer than we

Day 10 / Write 28 Days: Noticing

Below is an edited and expanded version of something I wrote in 2014, which seems a long time ago. One of the people I’m quoting

Inktober: 31 Days of Poems: Dark

I’m using daily prompts associated with Inktober (artists doing ink drawings) to spur poetry this month. The poems flow from the prompts, though it may not be

Wednesday Vignette: Coming Dark

“I wish I could say the coming dark was taking me by surprise.” — Charles Rafferty, closing line to “Forecast” (2017) * Photo: Jackson Trail,

Wednesday Vignette: L’Heure Bleue

“The French called this time of day ‘l’heure bleue.’ To the English it was ‘the gloaming.’ The very word ‘gloaming’ reverberates, echoes — the gloaming,

31 Days of Kissing the Wounds :: Day 29 ~ The night is dark, and I am far from home

Welcome to day 29 of 31 Days of Kissing the Wounds, a month of posts about the beauty, longing, and soul inherent in our damaged

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