Chapter and Verse
O, to read our autobiographies to the end, and arrive at our original perfection! . [ 1802 ]
Sour Honey
True Blue
We threw our words overboard, only to find that they’d become anchors, and that our ship wouldn’t move; then they became fish: we cast a great net: around it they swam, and through; they leap’d to the heavens, were shimmering stars in the blue; then one by one they fell; they’re falling still; and each that lands is true. . [ 1801 ]
The Good Earth
Lay me down, tuck me in. Lean on your shovels, have a quiet conversation. Remember, you’re gardening, nothing more, nothing less. The good earth will do the rest. . [ 1800 ]
Easy
Drinking from the birdbath, washing face and hands, a pretty little wasp teaches me. . [ 1798 ]
There but for the Grace
Flowers and bees. Computers and clocks. Hmmmm . . . . [ 1797 ]
Sitting Pretty
You’re not only an expression of the whole, you are the whole dragonfly on a warm, dry leaf . [ 1796 ]
Kind or Wise
We share the sun, the moon, the stars, the grief, the joy, the wars; is it any wonder, is it kind or wise, to pray for less and beg for more? . [ 1795 ]
Old by Then
Each time they met, they bowed to one another and uttered not a word. They were old by then. When one of them died, they went on bowing just the same. And somehow when the other died, their bowing remained. Cane in hand, I thought, I’ve known men who were just like trees. . [ 1794 ]
Bend and Sway
When he asked his grandmother why she was dancing with her broom, she smiled and said, “You might as well ask me why I love.” . [ 1793 ]
William Michaelian 