The First Turning
The Screen Door Stays Closed
–-This poem reflects on the screen door as a seasonal threshold, where summer’s constant passage between house and garden gives way to…
The First Turning
–-This poem reflects on the screen door as a seasonal threshold, where summer’s constant passage between house and garden gives way to…
The First Turning
–-This poem reflects on windfall apples at the beginning of autumn, where harvest, loss, and the orchard’s unseen visitors share the sweetness…
The First Turning
–-This poem reflects on asters blooming in the narrow strip beside a fence, where lingering summer light, the weight of a bumblebee,…
The First Turning
–-This poem reflects on the first fallen leaf at autumn’s edge, where a single mark of color makes the season’s quiet turning…
The Late Gold
–-This poem closes the summer cycle by reflecting on ripeness, gratitude, memory, and letting go, suggesting that what a season gives is…
The Late Gold
–-This poem reflects on the physical and emotional traces summer leaves behind, suggesting that a season’s passing does not diminish us when…
The Late Gold
–-This poem reflects on the unknowable last warm evening of summer, where an ordinary night becomes precious because endings often pass without…
The Late Gold
–-This poem reflects on the lengthening shadows of late summer as a quiet expression of change, showing that fading light can create…
The Late Gold
–-This poem reflects on a harvested late summer field finding peace after abundance, where stillness is not emptiness but a quiet fullness…
The Late Gold
–-This poem reflects on drying summer herbs as an act of preservation, where change becomes a way of carrying fragrance, nourishment, and…
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