Not the Day for Promises
I have come to think that January 1st is a terrible day for new beginnings. It’s like setting ourselves up for failure. In the northern hemisphere, the days are dark and cold and short. We’ve just been through an exhausting…
Month January 2023
Broken Glass Poetry
Should we starteach day with poetry?With words scoopedinto mouths,tumbled smooth,held on tongueslike lemon drops? Sweet, sour,hard, and sharpas broken glass? Swallowed as tiny cuts,each word absorbedinto every cell.Reborn as another poemon another broken morning. January 1, 2023