A Stone, a Leaf, an Unfound Door

by | Oct 5, 2014

Thomas Wolfe is a native son and I have some odd family connections to him and to his family.  His birthday was Friday and I Wolfe-bombed Facebook with many of my favorite quotes.  My favorite book of his is Of Time and The River, possibly because I love the river so...
Bone Sister

Bone Sister

by | Oct 4, 2014

Here She comes again. Looking like the twisted pages of a paperback trash novel. Yellow and sharp but still some crumbly, too. Bone Sister rides a nice car.  One of those sleek and silver Lexus things With  black leather seats. The turn signals work good But She don’t...
Into The West

Into The West

by | Oct 4, 2014

The radio weatherfolk reckoned on rain–and storms!–for tonight. But we reckoned our small ceremony for the forgotten Dead could weather a bit of a storm, if need be. We were rewarded with a sunset that stole our attention, and pieces of our souls, I think....
When Day Is Done

When Day Is Done

by | Oct 3, 2014

I began the day with a meeting in the morning and am ending it at the altar, praying for mercy, for justice, for patience. It was a long day and there was much listening in it. Listening and hearing, which are not the same thing as it turns out. Listening you do with...

The Signal Fires

by | Oct 2, 2014

My clothes smell of smoke from the burning bowl in the Women’s Garden. We arrived early tonight to spread bags of rich mulch on the herb spiral and to cover the pathway of the spiral with small pale stones. Our usual gathering time was taken up with a good...