-
Archives
- April 2021
- September 2020
- June 2020
- May 2020
- April 2020
- April 2019
- March 2019
- July 2018
- June 2018
- May 2018
- April 2018
- March 2018
- February 2018
- January 2018
- November 2017
- October 2017
- September 2017
- August 2017
- July 2017
- June 2017
- May 2017
- April 2017
- March 2017
- February 2017
- January 2017
- December 2016
- November 2016
- October 2016
- September 2016
- August 2016
- July 2016
- June 2016
- May 2016
- April 2016
- March 2016
- February 2016
- January 2016
- December 2015
- November 2015
- October 2015
- September 2015
- August 2015
- July 2015
- June 2015
- May 2015
- April 2015
- March 2015
- February 2015
- January 2015
- December 2014
- November 2014
- October 2014
- September 2014
- August 2014
- July 2014
- June 2014
- May 2014
- April 2014
- March 2014
- February 2014
- January 2014
- December 2013
- November 2013
- October 2013
- September 2013
- August 2013
- July 2013
- June 2013
- May 2013
- April 2013
- March 2013
-
Meta
Tag Archives: distance
Adirondack
9.19.2020 [adirondack] The first treeto fire into autumnhas turnedand the smell of leavesand fire sweeten the airjust like last year and the yearbefore and the year before, though perhaps a bitmore beautifully this year, all unknowing of wildfires to the … Continue reading
Posted in poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged changes, climate, climate change, confusion, distance, Fall, nature, separation, social change, social conflict
Leave a comment
anarchist nights
6.5.2020 [anarchist nights] a young platinum haired boy in shorts stands facing a wall of hazy confused newspaper panels they appear like smoke before him as he raises his imaginary toy ramming device to knock them down. it’s all … Continue reading
Posted in poetry
Tagged adolescence, anarchy, damage, distance, pain, play, social unrest, violence
Leave a comment
the angels have come back – March 22
3.22.2018 the angels have come back although they hadn’t really gone just out of my mind until I needed to get close, and the divine felt so far away, and then they were there. accessible. ————–
in abstensia – June 18
6.18.2017 [in abstensia] I didn’t listen to my dad, angry ashamed dismissive I wanted nothing to do with him even at the end with years the distance lessens now aware that maybe he didn’t know how nor did I and … Continue reading
Posted in poetry
Tagged change, Children, connection, distance, fathers, growth, perspective
Leave a comment
a visit with Mike – March 11
3.11.2017 out for the day with the prodigal son, damaged by birth, by life, by all the bad chances and changes that can harm and yet, he smiles and we try, because God made him and somewhere in … Continue reading
Posted in poetry
Tagged caring, disability, distance, dysfunction, family, God, guilt, handicaps, humanity, journey, life, meaning, mental illness, pain, purpose, relationships
Leave a comment
broken people speak – December 1
12.1.2016 broken people speak and tell their truth that the rest of us are not nice while we listen and nod and hope that we are actually awake. ——————-
Posted in poetry
Tagged brokenness, disconnection, distance, fear, honesty, intent, Mental Health, mental illness, perception, repentance, separation, stigma
Leave a comment
electronic oops – August 15
8.15.2016 they spelled our names wrong again email, twitter, face book et al how will we live with our electronic worlds done wrong. one foot in front of the other with real live people. —————————
noticing – June 19
6.19.2016 the lilac smell is sweet close up to my nostrils as I raise on tiptoe to their aroma it’s a dark night the street empty but for my love and I out to gaze after nothing we … Continue reading
late night sadness – May 8
5.8.2016 late night two am sadness, when the family can gather and you’re just a sideline. you raised them to be their own yet you’re never ready for the moment when you know that they’re just fine or … Continue reading
airport fever – April 14
4.14.2016 airport fever one more run between gates at O’Hare I swear you can taxi to Toledo. cell phone lives fill the time every thumb committed to touching something other than what’s immediately present. ——————–
Posted in poetry
Tagged distance, distancing, distraction, emptiness, hassle, immediacy, travel
Leave a comment