For thrum of yellow through sycamores and slant of sunlight through milk jug’s rounded edges. For gold-ignited summer and star-spangled boneweed on the road.Read more "Thanksgiving in Hometowns"
The singing ingredient (two parts aria) is for the pumpkins, the gratitude moment when the seeds go in, the months cajoling vines up the pyramid of lath, celebrating bees in the fluted yellow flower, waiting for slow golding of the greenRead more "My Pumpkin Pie Recipe"
Below is Part 22 of 23 monthly installments for Visitant. ◄◄ Read the prologue / introduction: Meet Agnes Person ◄ Read the previous installment | Slipper Moon Apts. Cold Turkey Big-bellied hair bound in medieval beehive, Agnes loads her bike basket with bones for TN wrapped in butcher’s paper. She has braved the late November cold for […]Read more "Agnes Person | Cold Turkey"
Below is Part 10 of 23 monthly installments for Visitant. ◄◄ Read the prologue / introduction: Meet Agnes Person ◄ Read the previous installment | Ray Gun On The Dot The day before Thanksgiving, Agnes Person feels unglued. She battens down her hair in a complex mesh of marine knots. Black squalls threaten inland waters. Grey cumulus […]Read more "Agnes Person | On The Dot"
Poet’s note: My last entry on Visitant was “How to Swear,” a prose poem that ended with the hint of moving in another direction to blessing. On this Thanksgiving, “How to Bless.” How to Bless In Old English etymology, the word blessing began with sprinkling blood on a pagan altar—a hint of messy demands. The heart […]Read more "How to Bless"
Other than my house exploding from time to time, there are sometimes coincidences within our hearts that are less volatile, but equally remarkable and difficult to explain. Since it is the season and Thanksgiving is in a few days, of course it’s only appropriate to reflect upon my own family’s Thanksgiving stories and traditions. For […]Read more "Grandpa comes out of the closet every Thanksgiving"
In my post last week, I talked about my difficulties with positive thinking. This week, our amazing blog-maker, Mary, asked us to focus on the theme of “abundance.” While this is a perfectly reasonable Autumnal request, I balked. Money is tight right now, and my stomach is the size of a peanut so it’s not […]Read more "Raindrops on Roses and Whiskers on Kittens"