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The trees sway like tall dancers Bent with heavy foliage Their music the breeze Hiding nests and vines In their shady bosoms Alive now, only for weeks

Somewhere an artifact of that night A ticket stub, maybe Would you have thrown it from the window Of that borrowed car We thought that the scriptures were written On the road before us, on the windshield In a thousand … Continue reading →

C. S. Lewis wrote that a reader should read two old books for every one new book she reads.   This discipline, he thought, would help to reduce “chronological snobbery:” the idea that the present status quo is the best it … Continue reading →

I hear the neighbor’s tires slash through the water standing in the low spots in the road and, as he passes close by my porch, the rhythmic pump of his windshield wipers.  The rain is slow and steady and lays … Continue reading →

Listen to the whisper of the breeze Light as this spring day Not reverent, but playful and flirtatious Telling of some day not too long ago When lovers met, not far away

The compound leaves of the walnut and the wild cherry Spread out like open hands And they droop in the generous Spring sunlight Lifting and shimmering with the light wind As if to some bossa nova Or the rhythm of … Continue reading →