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The Point
Can you get to the point? My eyes shift to the numbers on the bottom right of the screen As you talk about your joints and everything in between I don’t even remember what question I asked You’re carrying on about the past Every inquiry results in a laborious trail of words Small details become…
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Life is Right Now
I recently finished reading Meditations for Mortals by Oliver Burkeman. I highly recommend it. It feels a bit like Ecclesiastes (one of my favorite books of the Bible) and a very toned-down self-help book. It’s great for perfectionists, people-pleasers, and overachievers (not that I fall into any of those categories). One of the big lessons…
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January Confession
I have a confession I like January I don’t love it, no, it’s just my friend I chuck last year’s calendar – the past is past That’s my concession There’s something special about the cold and wind Especially on a Monday morning when it’s dark Any remaining Christmas lights have lost their spark But there’s…
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Pills
You can tell a lot about a person by the pills they take Literally, what makes them tick Their soft spots And what they think The cure for everything is an antibiotic Or maybe an antipsychotic Never mind your diagnosis We all land somewhere on the spectrum of neurosis Little capsules and tablets glisten like…
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Corpse Plant
We walked into the greenhouse on a cold December day Inside it was warm and humid That was okay The verdant leaves and bright flowers were a nice contrast to the outdoors’ gray On this particular Sunday morning though, I felt a bit deluded I had entered to see I walked up to the…
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Sandpiper
There’s a little sandpiper on the shore Pecking frenetically I stand solitary, watching him scurry Those little feet hurry energetically At the base of the crumbling waves I wonder if this is how he spends his days He’s alone, like he got cut off from his pack I happen to look back and there are…
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Christmas 2024
It was Christmas at my parents’ house today I felt a little anxiety when the doorbell rang Family members flooded in An aging aunt, a beleaguered cousin and her two children My husband and brother, father, and mother There were three dogs in all A Christmas hurricane of sorts They say kids say the darndest…
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Hanging Out With God
Sometimes I hang out with the devil I don’t mean to The little voices creep in Doubt and fear Or the worst: disappointment I’m taken for a spin I need an anecdote A specialized surgeon because I’m so disjointed So I start the day with some Psalms A bit of Revelation, and I have hope…
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