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Posted on July 27, 2020 4 Comments
After You Wind in the tall trees says a storm is on the way. Maybe tomorrow. For now you are at the picnic table listening to a podcast about Apple, or maybe apples. The sun is strong even late in the day but our yard is green as Eden, cool and private. Both […]
Posted on July 6, 2020 Leave a Comment
Social Isolation: Day 109 There is a tiny broken robin’s egg on the far side of the pool. Hot as it is the dome of sky is a bright blue too, the morning’s lesson, in rhyme, on perspective. S. Robbins, July 4, 2020
Posted on June 25, 2020 Leave a Comment
Social Isolation: Day 98 Rereading Orlando on the summer solstice and don’t I change from woman to man to the nest the cardinal built (how?), it’s old architecture cone-shaped and complex so that the just risen sun shines in at dawn today—only today— illuminating something cyclic and a little frightening. I had just […]
Posted on June 21, 2020 Leave a Comment
for Harley, Tom, and John Happy Father’s Day The Blanket I begin to see my father through the spectacles of his own skin. Cross-hatched by decades of sun on water it is marked like a cave wall with patterns that could mean one thing or another. He has rare virtues: vitality thick walls interior spaciousness. […]
Posted on June 18, 2020 Leave a Comment
Social Isolation: Day 91 It’s snowing cottonwood fluff today, so light some of it floats up while some settles on the water, floats there. I’d like to be that light on summer air and not imagine viruses floating unseen between us, not land on all we have got wrong and need to fix. […]
Posted on June 1, 2020 Leave a Comment
Social Isolation: Day 74 Ex- (I won’t spell it out). If life-spirit breathes its breath into your mouth and you respire, aspire, are inspired to breathe again and breathe in again what trees breathe out and they, the trees, breathe you and you breathe again, alone in your room or out to the […]
Posted on May 29, 2020 Leave a Comment
Social Isolation: Day 71 Green heron on a half-sunk log scanning the creek for breakfast, you are startled into low flight by my approach. Heavy lift and downward push of big green wings. I was meant to be in school today, and every day, yet here I am, alone and startled myself […]
Posted on May 28, 2020 Leave a Comment
Social Isolation: Day 70 Every kind of bird is busy making promises to the green world now, in a language old as trees, old as sex, and we in isolation call into the mystery of cells and sound waves a weightless flight of words, weaving, in spite of everything, nests “You still here?” […]
Posted on May 23, 2020 Leave a Comment
Social Isolation: Day 66 Weeds work hardest at life. First up, last down. Exuberant. Humbling. It wasn’t summer yesterday, but today it is. Caught off guard (every year!) I see they grew up in the night over each square inch of cultivated beds. Be a weed. Is that the lesson? Or be the lilies of […]
Posted on May 22, 2020 Leave a Comment
Social Isolation: Day 65 Heart so full today, friends’ stories and the foxes lying in the sun, all the bare trees suddenly green and the sky scrubbed blue. One bird (I’d name it if I knew) sings the same seven notes all day, never giving up on an answering call. Three low […]
Sherry Robbins 