Tag Archives: Hope

Safe in Spring

                           Male-American-Robin-on-nest-©-Ann-MacRae.jpg I still have hope..even against everything I read and hear on the internet. The Robins in my garden are building nests.. They chatter to themselves busily…hauling building supplies back and forth. Some unwound yarn strings, dry strands of … Continue reading

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Glorious Monster

Let’s ride our glorious monster until we all fall down. Along the river’s bank, he bucks and kicks while we hang on. We have built him out of words and fuming bright audacity He’s a fire-breathing furnace of moon struck … Continue reading

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