Category: The Seasons

My cups overflow with meaning

  Overflowing rivers Flooded out main streets High tide and a full moon What is it all about?   Low visibility Bracing against the wind Tomorrow starts today What is it all about?   Pummeled by snow quivers Silhouette beats Tapered dune in a swoon What is it all about? […]

These are the trees of our lives

  “Knowing trees, I understand the meaning of patience. Knowing grass, I can appreciate persistence.”  —Hal Borland As of late, Mondays have been a trip down nostalgia lane.  I recall when I went away to boarding school up in Massachusetts, my south bronx sensibilities were struck by the […]