Posts Tagged ‘Family’

Sail

Sail
for a time, we harbor . . . we live among our own, in bounds of law and whims of culture. there are mores and norms and rituals to observe, for we believe that God inhabits them . . . in the teaching of children lies the distillation of our substance. a learned scrutiny will reveal our absolutes. yet, there...
July 20th, 2013 | Poetry | Read More

Tilting Toward Joy

Tilting Toward Joy
  It came while sitting at the table, writing that shudder cloaked in folds of warmth and pulsing light a triumphant twirl that claimed my body for life And I felt you Until then I certainly knew of you For I had been carving out space in my deepest places where your heart might find its rhythm and your...
June 29th, 2013 | Poetry | Read More

Weddings Remind me of Beginnings

Weddings Remind me of Beginnings
Weddings remind me of beginnings. We see the two strands From different origins. Pause and turn From now on, Together. The before and after, In heart and hand, Show us two faces. Two families. Two legacies. Yes, for better and worse, Never the same after this day.
June 23rd, 2013 | Poetry | Read More

After solitary confinement

After solitary confinement
for Grandpa Marty Somewhere between the third and fourth day, you waved goodbye to belief in God’s existence through a window you drew on the muddy walls of your cell. When you came out of that tomb you asked for a pen and some stationary to record your life after this conversion. A journal full of requests...
June 16th, 2013 | Poetry | Read More

My Mother-in-Law’s Garage

My Mother-in-Law’s Garage
The remote door opener clicks under my thumb. From my parked car across the tidy suburban street, I watch the two-car garage door lurch upward and begin to glide open. The accumulation of medical equipment and old resentments ends today. The final clear-out begins. My mother-in-law still owns the house....
May 20th, 2013 | Essays, Featured | Read More

At David’s Wedding

At David’s Wedding
the honeysuckle are trumpets announcing your arrival at the altar you built petals sacrifice themselves in praise and laughing near our parents an impossible shadow yawns from the base of a hydrangea bush the faintest shape of a shy groomsman outlined on the ground holding a bouquet in his branches our...
May 11th, 2013 | Poetry | Read More

Home

Home
For the first time in years I really miss the cold floors I miss the rain affected corners I miss the webs and the spiders under my books The slippery paths that would lead to a hideout The muddy slippers and the broken umbrellas Sunshine in the morning and sunshine in the afternoon The blanket of fog...
January 26th, 2013 | Poetry | Read More

Five Kisses

Five Kisses
My grandpa’s room was on a high-up floor of a hospital in Lansing, Michigan. Walking down the hall, we could see the State Capitol building through a window. I walked back and forth across that window, looking at the white peaked building. The strange thing that I remember is that the closer to the...
October 18th, 2012 | Essays, Family | Read More

KC Can’t Skate

KC Can’t Skate
  I had never ice-skated before, only roller-bladed. My younger brother Rocky and I would spend countless hours on the back patio pretending to be Wayne Gretzky and Jurri Kurri. KC would sometimes play goalie, but not with roller blades. He was older than us, but KC couldn’t skate. My dad decided...
October 9th, 2012 | Essays, Sports | Read More

Fenced In

Fenced In
My grandmother’s house had been torn down after she sold her property, which fronted a muddy inlet in Puget Sound Bay near Anacortes, Washington, to a lumber company. This was the house where her four babies were born, where she and my grandfather loved and fought and separated and loved again, and...
October 8th, 2012 | Essays, Featured | Read More