Many evenings

Many evenings

Winter. Time for what’s told only when light makes itself scarce. Slight days, cold-hefted nights lengthened for listening from the poem “Gather Close” by Paulann Petersen One day, we took a drive. Wheels turning along the banks of a great river, past the lacy descent of a waterfall, under the shadow of autumn hills, to … Continue reading

California fall

California fall

Eucalyptus trees browning, their dusty perfume filling sunny days with spicy grace. A midday sprinkle still lets the sun shine between its droplets. Warm days, chilly nights. Leaves dancing, cart wheeling, drawn by invisible string, skipping along the crosswalk. Elderly man smoking a pipe, cold afternoon sun illuminating his closed lids and upturned face, a … Continue reading