Not asking for anything.  Come only that close.Through the woods, the field, she has cometo the far edge our lawn to sleep on the northern sideof our home.  In air below freezing, the dogtwitches in her dreams, her coat redand shining in late afternoon sun.We take turns staring down at her from the housewe have... Continue Reading →

How often I think of you, each and every day I askwhat my actions have done and could doto harm you, how to choose, what to usefor the food we want to grow, to keep, to cook,what to throw away and how and where to puteach kind and weight of paper, cardboard, plastic.What car will... Continue Reading →

“Sometimes it’s said that the end of every out breath is actually the end, the opportunity is there to die completely.”   Pema Chodron (1)Others ran in screeching and splashing, eagerto swim away.  At the edge, I stayedcoaxing my small body to enterwhat turned my lips purple, my fingers white,my bones into a coil of cold in... Continue Reading →

Yet again they have slipped awayand now gone, pulled our fullattention to themtheir bodies our burdentheir lives our love lost and whatmight not survive this time.Always they will strain at the leashwe put them on, steal out the door,through the gate we haven’tclosed and then they go. They flee,nose to the ground, fleet-footed, and we... Continue Reading →