Poetry: Shoreline Meditation
Photo by Sofya Kholodkova Six a.m.—light of a new day just beginning to illuminate patches of distant waves through a dense haze. Tideline dotted with clamshells, some closed and…
Poetry: Nature Pulling Gently
Photo by Catt Liu This morning I’m awakened by a discussion outside my window between a wild turkey and a crow. It seems a friendly exchange, even when decibels…
Poetry: The Spectators
Photo by Piotr Szajewski As the sun begins to set, on the highest tips of leafless twigs are perched at least fifty sparrows, all facing toward the setting sun…
Poetry: A New Day
Photo by Daniel Adesina To hold the day before me like a rare treasure, the hours smooth pearls strung by hand on a thick thread of longing. To recognize…
Poetry: Green Flash
Photo by Adel Emma The legendary green flash is real. After more than fifty years living on our coast and countless sunset viewings, I finally saw it as the last…
Poetry: My Temple of the Green Hills
Photo by Spencer DeMera When I’m searching for trust in the transience of everything, it comforts me to walk the green living hills in meditation, listen to the creek chanting…
Poetry: For Which It Stands
Photo by Darius Bashar I pledge allegiance to the person you believe yourself to be and to the one you see yourself becoming— that kaleidoscope of possibility. One world, many…
Poetry: Enveloped by the Tides
Everything shifts with the push and pull of tides. Wood, stones, glass get sucked out, and the waves give back sticks of smooth-edged driftwood, pebbles to hold in our hands,…
Poetry: Vultures
Preparing my morning coffee, out the kitchen window I see how a needed rain has bathed our thirsty earth. Up on the hill, an unexpected sight— seven carrion-seeking birds perched…
Poetry: Plumeria
I have just settled in with a blanket, cat on my lap, book of poetry in my hand, when I hear the bells ring. Four Tibetan brass bells, bought at…