Ada Limón came with me on retreat today. I read several of her pieces from the collection Startlement this morning while parked in an Adirondack chair outside an as yet closed Block Shop Books in Lunenburg, Nova Scotia. While steeping in her verse, a handful of tourists who came by learned of the store’s hours…
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Feast of the Sacred Heart, 2026
Funny thing… I meant to sit down and write a grace for a luncheon we are hosting tomorrow…and I still will… but this fell out of the keyboard first… A Prayer for the Feast of the Sacred Heart, 2026 This world, your world, is fragmented, frayed, and also glorious; There are factions and flowers, celebrations…
On Being Glamourous: A Poem
On Being Glamourous First thoughts on beingglamourous: Me? Never.My friend, yes!: bearing, colours,sparkle, and intention.Intentionally, authenticallybeing fullness and glory,adorned with truth that turnslight into spectrums of possibility,all of which speak of Yes, this too fits. Second thoughts on beingglamourous: There’s a radiance,isn’t there, deeper than bedazzlement.A core motivation toward a freedomthat seeks its release—This lovewithin…
From the Journal: Breaking Music
23 April, 2026 8:53 AM At Java Blend because the frame shop on Kempt is not yet open to pick up D’s painting. A phrase I’d add to the list of others I had going at the end of the last journal insert—the list of “Phrases/Quotations of Late”—would be from A Good Story by Ada…
You are Here
Ada Limón, 24th US Poet Laureate, edited and introduced a collection of poems called You are Here. All of them are on that same theme, though interpreted uniquely by each writer. It’s rather wild that I featured the phrase in the talk I just wrote for the Grade 12s next door without knowing about the…
In Full Bloom: A Poem
In Full Bloom It snowed today—with purpose and courage; but,that will not be my memory. The flakes huddled on wires and branches;sculpture was crafted; however,my abiding image shall be another. There on the sidewalk, passingmy left shoulder, came, I suspect,The Holy Spirit. Yellow cat eye glasses;Wool coat in olive;and a sky blue-coral bag. In full…
Baptism: A Poem
I heard a sermon yesterday about the baptism of Jesus and found myself steeping in the physicality of it as she spoke…Throughout the day, as I tended to the various and sundry, words kept surfacing and then dipping back down…only to take another breath some moments later…I let them swim until the end of the…
Advent IV, 2025: A Poem
Advent IV, 2025 Watch with me, waitin the cold tolling stillnessfor the beckoning changeat the near edge of now,at the turning of the earth,when what has been, ohwith the stars in their arrangementspointing the way, becomes brilliant, becomesa blooming peal of deep joy,a radiance of awe, in excelsis, gloria! Kimberly M. King
Advent III, 2025: A Poem
Advent III, 2025 Especially now and particularly here,in these times of laden turnings and churningsof earth and thought and the ineffable Good, O Hearth, O Journey, O Laughter and Solemnity, let us hold joy in quiet glad-open handthat it might leap with a free heartinto the arms of awe and eyes of wonder. And may my…
Advent II, 2025: a poem
Advent II, 2025 Birth itself is a stripping away:the branches must let go and all waits in exposureand makes the offeringand bears the cold, though not alone, though not alone.There is the within that draws from the deeps where the Good abides to nourish and sustain;where the necessary is shared with those who needwhere heart knowing hums the memory of birdsong once embraced…
Consider the Lilies 