In that first hardly noticed moment in which you wake, coming back to this life from that secret, moveable and frighteningly honest world where everything began, there is a small opening into the new day which closes the moment you begin your plans. What you can plan is too small for you to live. What [...]

Poem to Myself By SARAH BYCK You have given your son a plastic watering can he now holds suspended over the bathtub watching a stream of water shower down upon the smooth, white surface. As he fills it again you reach for your book and open it to a favourite poem hoping to thwart this [...]

Red Bird Red bird came all winter firing up the landscape as nothing else could. Of course I love the sparrows, those dun-colored darlings, so hungry and so many. I am a God-fearing feeder of birds. I know he has many children, not all of them bold in spirit. Still, for whatever reason– perhaps because [...]

I am in love with Ocean lifting her thousands of white hats in the chop of the storm, or lying smooth, and blue, the loveliest bed in the world. In the personal life, there is always grief more than enough, a heart-load for each of us on that dusty road. I suppose there is reason [...]

By Mary Oliver When death comes like the hungry bear in autumn; when death comes and takes all the bright coins from his purse to buy me, and snaps the purse shut; when death comes like the measles-pox; when death comes like an iceberg between the shoulder blades, I want to step through the door [...]