cropped-milkweed-seeds2rs.jpgI am most at home when I am writing poetry..  In this task, my attention is overwhelmed with awe and marvel, with confusion and wonder, with deep sorrow and transcendent joy.  My mind’s eye pays attention to the intricate details that make up such moments and my voice paws around our language looking for the words that can return me somewhere near that experience.

I share with you these few poems.

Mary’s Martha
To Eugene Schieffelin with Gratitude