“Whatever else my life is with its poems and its music and its glass cities, it is also this dazzling darkness coming down the mountain, breathing and tasting.” — Mary Oliver
Unexpected novelist and mom of three. Student of wonder and collector of silver linings. Usually found with a book, coffee/tea gone cold, or today’s laundry in-hand. ✨
Forever casting spells of gentle encouragement, for those who write around the edges of a busy, beautiful life. Now with a (free) slow reading book club.
"...he found himself in the presence of God and [said]: 'I, who have been so many men in vain, want to be one and myself.' The voice of the Lord answered from a whirlwind: 'Neither am I anyone; I have dreamt the world...[I am] many and no one." J.Borges
reflections from the tallgrass prairie. a space to pause. a place to rest. a moment. a breath.
Poems--first drafts, super-old ones, and everything in-between.