The Reckoning
When the river’s low and seems lazy and unconcerned, Memory’s a winding path through the old cottonwoods on the floodplain. Come back in spring. Be here for the reckoning. . [ 1564 ]
Directions
green water / blue heron /gray sky a breath sooner or later green water / gray sky . [ 1563 ]
In Other Words
We meet each other in different languages, even when we write and speak the same. What we read and say and hear, is who we are and who we’ve been. What we mean, or what we think or hope we mean, matters less than listening, with love. . [ 1562 ]
The Cosmos Laughs
What to say of these strange beings who foul their nest, Save the Cosmos laughs, and goes on its way? . [ 1561 ]
Child’s Verse
Each act a kindness, each breath a prayer, Each word a poem that finds us there. . [ 1560 ]
A Spider to the Sun
They say I can’t see the stars. But I see them all, When the dew is on. . [ 1559 ]
Sunflower Bees
The bees in the sunflowers don’t mind us near. And why would we curse or bother them? There’s enough anger and fear in the world. We ask instead: what else might we offer them? And their reply is sweet: if not peace now, when? . [ 1557 ]
Nearer to Thee
This friendship we imagine is as real as we are willing to be. . [ 1556 ]
Navigation
It’s been some time since we’ve seen the stars. First the smoke, now the clouds. But there are other ways to set our course. With smiles, thanks, and bows. . [ 1555 ]
William Michaelian 