Tag Archives: poetry

grounded

Posted on April 1, 2012 by

There is a kind of love called maintenance, Which stores the WD40 and knows when to use it; Which checks the insurance, and doesn’t forget The milkman; which remembers to plant bulbs; Which answers letters; which knows the way The … Continue reading →

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calming down

Posted on March 31, 2012 by

You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves. Tell … Continue reading →

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grasping at straws

Posted on March 22, 2012 by

Sometimes, by Sheenagh Pugh . Sometimes things don’t go, after all, from bad to worse.  Some years, muscadel faces down frost; green thrives; the crops don’t fail, sometimes a man aims high, and all goes well. . A people sometimes … Continue reading →

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blessing

Posted on January 15, 2012 by

No need to worry. I just heard this, and like it … Beannacht/ Blessing by John O’Donohue On the day when  the weight deadens  on your shoulders  and you stumble,  may the clay dance to balance you. And when your … Continue reading →

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