The Uses of Sorrow – May 24, 2022
(In my sleep I dreamed this poem) Someone I loved once gave mea box full of darkness. It took me years to understandthat this, too, was a gift. -Mary Oliver
Heavy – May 23, 2022
That timeI thought I could notgo any closer to griefwithout dying I went closer,and I did not die.Surely Godhad his hand in this, as well as friends.Still, I was bent,and my laughter,as the poet said, was nowhere to be found.Then said my friend Daniel(brave even among lions),“It is not the weight you carry but how […]
When Death Comes – Mar. 14, 2022
When it’s over, I want to say: all my life I was a bride married to amazement. I was the bridegroom, taking the world into my arms. When It’s over, I don’t want to wonder if I have made of my life something particular, and real. I don’t want to find myself […]
Relationship to the World – May 21, 2021
“To wander far from the familiar “home” of his adolescent ways of belonging, doing, and being. He must, as poet Mary Oliver puts it, “stride deeper and deeper into the world.” His culture will greatly influence the manner in which he wanders, as will his gender, physical constitution, psychological temperament, age, and bio-region. In one […]
