But by Fascination

After St. Andrew’s…4 September, 2022 But by Fascination Not by force but by fascinationdo I unfold my blanket, do I open wide my senses,all of my senses, beneaththis wild and knotty treeand stand outstretchedfully knowing that this,this, is how she learnedto receive life into her embrace and to setit free to fly onward, freeto fly…

As Delightful as Unsurprising

This morning I walked through the Gardens on my way to accomplishing items on my to-do list. Along the way I met a birder. Of course I met a birder. It is as delightful as it is unsurprising to me that I met a birder on my way to box-ticking. I met her beneath the…

A Hundred Thousand Species of Love

One of the characteristic signs that I am enjoying a given bit art is that its surface shimmers, loosens, allows me to enter and consider more deeply what I encounter there. So it is with the book I am currently reading. There are a hundred thousand different species of love, separately invented, each more ingenious…