Tag Archives: beauty
The poet snaps out of it
A red snapdragon I did not plant tumbles from rough rock soft rounded lobes offering themselves to the rugged world how readily beauty dazzles when it does not care who sees a poem I think and then the butcher’s knife drops from the counter pierces my bare foot so deeply so cleanly cleaving the flesh […]
Might you yet
Some lives are beautiful, even in ruin. Poppies after hail, bright heads in tatters, uplifted, and from the crushed mouths of lilacs, still that sweet scent. After the storms, might you turn your broken face once more toward hidden sun, praise with bruised lips the likewise battered world? Might you yet be beautiful?
Today I reserve
Today I reserve to praise tapioca, the perfect composure of uncooked pearls, the unruly softness of finished pudding; such sweet solace, enfolding. Tomorrow is set aside for mixed beans, the certainty of their many forms that yield willingly in simmering broth, finished with salt; their reliable sustenance. The day after I will bow to coffee, […]
The poet snaps out of it
A red snapdragon I did not plant tumbles from rough rock soft rounded lobes offering themselves to the rugged world how readily beauty dazzles when it does not care who sees a poem I think and then the butcher’s knife drops from the counter pierces my foot so deeply so cleanly cleaving the flesh as […]
Instant
Cooking for one you bought the Mini quicker to pressurize but — you learn — slower to cook except when it’s not. Maybe it’s the altitude or mysteries no one can name that explain why proven formulas fail dubious experiments succeed though always the Bundtlette pan pleases making comely the humblest recipe causing you to […]
While we slept
Snow fell while we slept (after we had tucked in the day’s troubles, though they complained it was not time for bed) snow fell noiselessly as dreams riled our slumber the familiar ghosts rattling their familiar chains snow fell and kept falling blanketing backward our unconscious lives accumulating accumulating so that when we awoke the […]
Beautiful
I work at an upscale outdoor store where we are highly trained in customer service not just because we want to sell really expensive stuff but because we genuinely like our customers and want to be helpful. And our typical customer likes us and what we sell, too, so often we have fun with each […]
Snapshots
I was in my back yard the other morning, talking on the phone, when a little finch fluttered awkwardly out of the air and fell onto the deck. I hung up, wrangled the cats indoors and set near the small bird a smattering of seed and a shallow dish of water. In case; in case […]
Just as we are
I work at an upscale outdoor store where we are highly trained in customer service not just because we want to sell really expensive stuff but because we genuinely like our customers and want to be helpful. And our typical customer likes us and what we sell, too, so often we have fun with each […]
Meditatio Ephemera 