When I read the poem "Small Acts" by Paul Vincent Cannon on his blog, I immediately wanted to read it aloud as my Christmas best wishes this year. Please click below to hear the reading. Thank you, Paul, for this beautiful gift of a poem.
William Wordsworth's phrase, "surprised by joy," comes to mind whenever I experience one of these unexpectedly joyful moments of life. But I always, always forget that "surprised by joy" was occasioned by immeasurable grief. It's only when I go back to the poem that I remember. "XXIX [Surprised by joy--impatient as the Wind]" is in … Continue reading “Surprised by Joy”
Here in northern New England, we hit the winter doldrums come February. Too many cold days. Too much dirty, pockmarked snow. Too much ice on the driveway. Too much time cooped up inside. The pellet stove has left a fine layer of black soot on all the windowsills, and everybody's sick. Recently, one of the … Continue reading February Doldrums & The Land of Counterpane