...as the nest came more and more into being, I could feel myself gradually growing calmer, stronger. I felt its newborn energy reaching me across and through the physical space between us, settling over me like the gentlest touch from a loving hand.
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The Spirit Nest: My Well of Hope and Love
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FRESH OFF THE PAGE: waking the other
finding to my surprise my soft, steady heart beating soundly over conquered devils...
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FRESH OFF THE PAGE: don’t draw the blind
This poem arrived last night as I was following my usual evening routine of pulling down the blinds on my windows, shutting out the dark. The sun was setting so clearly and brightly in the …
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This Country Life: Ties that Bind
What's my purpose here? Should I stay? And if I do, what, if anything, do I do with it all?
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THROUGH MY LENS: beached whale
I discovered this landlocked aluminum canoe laying dormant in the backyard on my recent trip to Pennsylvania. The bottom of its hull was covered in scratches from years of sliding over rocky river bottoms. You …
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The Art Of Rural Life: Bedlam Farm Open House, June 25-26 | Bedlam Farm Journal
I'm happy to announce I'll be reading some of my poetry at this summer's Bedlam Farm Open House.
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FRESH OFF THE PAGE: bits of stars
This is a poem I wrote several years ago, inspired by watching a show on the Discovery Channel about how the universe was created. Even though I had learned all the science in school when …
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LAST THOUGHT FOR THE DAY: awakening
As I close down for another day, prepare to shut my eyes and fade off into sleep, this quote about waking up, instead, filled my mind. I think the gist of it is, this world …
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LAST THOUGHT FOR THE DAY: leaving the dishes
I haven’t posted anyone else’s poetry on the blog before. But after reading a quote by the Native American writer Louise Erdrich, I went and researched the full poem it came from. Happily, I found a new writer …
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Bringing Up the Bells
This morning I unearthed my mother’s small collection of bells from their basement purgatory. I’m not sure what possessed me to finally seek them out. The only thing I can imagine is, that lately I’ve been thinking …
Jacqlyn Thorne 