Winter Arrived Rising up out of the cocoon of darkness to enter this new day, air, sky and light made an announcement. Winter has arrived today. With barely a moment’s notice, after so much had happened, the season turned on this blustery morn.   After each sculpted branch  is washed  in a brilliant palette of fire, and after the blueberry

Ode to Autumn Clouds darken as they roll west like a slow wave of the heavens. Shades of silver shift to darker charcoal  in just one deep breath.   Sheltered under this canopy of old growth trees, doubt makes way for confidence on these crooked pathways. And long-ago tombstones sing of lives gone by in this cloud of today.  

One Can Never Be Sure Awakening to a soft glimmer casting morning light across Lake Champlain, I realize, one can never be sure, on a checkered November morning such as this one.   In this old kitchen water simmers in the tea pot. The bubbling sound becomes a lullaby,  pretending the world is calm for now. Yet the wind howls.

Who Knows Rain knows, dogs and babies know. Oceans, rocks and clouds know. Water and tears,  dirt and sweat know. Birds know. Wise people long ago knew  preserving food, earth cleansing, and warding off evil spirits. Like a child I touch this shell just washed in, to my tongue the salty taste brightens my senses. I know. How do we