I am the second to rise from the bed each morning. I hear him stir, but I bury deeper under the covers and return to sleep. Later, he tiptoes in to say goodbye, and I stand at the chilly window and wipe away the moisture on the single pane of glass enough that I can…
Tag: poetry
making peace
Making Peace by Denise Levertov A voice from the dark called out, “The poets must give us imagination of peace, to oust the intense, familiar imagination of disaster. Peace, not only the absence of war.” But peace, like a poem, is not there ahead of itself, can’t be imagined before it is made, can’t be…
when there is no peace, there are still words
We were standing on the opposite corner from our house, the girls and I, and they were running towards me on the sidewalk. The older one was winning the race and the younger one was angry and loud about it, stopping in her tracks, arms crossed at her chest, in a petulant display of protest….