Sculpture, “Bird Totem” by Jan Johnson Doerfer, jdoerfer@sbcglobal.net The artist writes: “This bird altar is an homage to the devastating decline in bird populations due to habitat loss, global warming, and pollution. In less than a human lifetime, we’ve lost almost a third of our birds.” Narrative response by Kathy Swearingen Driftwood Wood edges softened… Read More
I clutch at certitude but remain open to surprise. The positive ones. Not a first episode of psychosis in your adult child. Or a diagnosis of cancer. These events flaunt my bargains with life. Walk the dog and play tennis. Eat plenty of garlic and greens and lentils. Follow a moderation in all things. Surely those choices buttress uncertainty. But… Read More
You came for me curled up against my down-stairs window, waiting for the morning sun to warm your tattered coat. Through snow spattered basement glass, I spy old scars on the fur of your slender legs folded up beneath you Graceful as a nesting swan Your threadbare pelt like a carpet worn through. When I came to your side,… Read More
Hunting in Texas When I was between the ages of 10 and 14 years, my grandfather took me deer hunting. Parts of hunting in central Texas did not appeal to me. But I loved the company. Papa, as we called our grandfather, offered a weekend of cold wind, dust in your eyes and grit between your teeth, the… Read More
400 million years ago, at the time trees appear on earth so too, creatures of the sea. Surviving mass extinctions and super-continental fissures enough life remained. In the fullness of time, ocean creatures, swam upon the swash line, peeked above the water’s edge, beheld a distant horizon abundant with space time. Without understanding, A protean strength heaves a creature above… Read More
“Your love,” she says, “makes me feel more alive,” with her eyes on the floor, blank faced, looking anything but alive. This once bubbly girl with a jazzy soul and a voice bursting in major chords, weeping once over the beauty in Chopin’s Preludes, lights rising beneath her slender fingers moving, across ivory keys. Who attended college until her senior… Read More
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