Jane Hirshfield's contemplative poem, "Counting, This New Year's Morning, What Powers Yet Remain to Me" resonated very strongly with me, with its subtle but powerful message for our current moment in time. My goal for the upcoming year remains the same: "to create out of the materials of the human spirit something which did not … Continue reading New Year’s Day Poetry Reading
. . . to ponder. At this time in my life, I feel a kinship with Robert Frost because both New Hampshire and Vermont claim him as their own. Both states lay equal claim to me as well. I hope you enjoy his meditation on "Fragmentary Blue."