Writing with Decay and Ruin

For some time now, I have been hypnotized by ruin.  I don’t mean the moral ruin that I was always warned about in church, but the ruin that comes to everything as the result of time.  None of us is safe from decay. My first lesson in ruin came from the continual round of seasons […]

Finding Poetry on the Roof at Dawn

The weather this week has been very cold and clear. The Pacific Northwest is not known for its sunny winter climate. I have been sitting in the light for a few minutes each day and giving thanks for this small blessing, sun in a season that usually brings abundant rain. Advent is the season of […]