Disappearing Lines

"Since sensationalism, power, and wealth dominate our cultural imaginations, we may not be willing to journey to the ephemeral, as the Japanese poets of old have, to see beauty in the disappearing lines or to see poetry in a drying puddle of water." - Mako Fujimura, Refractions.

100 Things I Know #14 – You and I Have A “Ness”

I mean –ness as in “a suffix denoting a state or condition. An instance of this.”     Darkness.   Likeness.   Kindness.   Lightness.   Flower-ness. Jeff-ness.   You-ness.  The particular quality of a thing or person. This is my way of saying each of us has been crafted uniquely.   Our particular mixture of DNA, circumstance and environment, cultural expression, personality …

I Repent: Words for Charleston

After the Charleston tragedy, I posted this on Facebook: “No words for what happened in Charleston. Just no words...stunning...” I was right in one sense.   It was stunning. I wrong about the other part. There are words. There must be words.   In Charleston Shooting: Speaking the Unspeakable, Thinking the Unthinkable, Charles P. Pierce challenges us …

The Seriousness of Delight

I posted a question on my Facebook page this morning:  “When you hear the word delight, what’s the first thing that comes to mind?”  Not unexpectedly, the winners were things related to children, laughter, music, and culinary treats.  And “Turkish.” I experienced something this week that has me thinking more seriously about this seemingly airy …

Count the Beautiful Things, Part 2

I wrote a second day's worth.   It's not poetry, really, but here it is.   We could do this sort of thing everyday, and never run out of counting.   Just thankful. Especially for this beautiful bunch.   Not together this year for Thanksgiving, but they'll always be with me, whichever holiday table finds …

Count the Beautiful Things, Part 1

It's just a list, really, an off the cuff exercise from a few days ago.   Seemed like a good thing to share on a Thanksgiving Day.   May there be too many beautiful things (read "moments") in your day to count... And I should say...this girl is the first of my list, always... (I …

Poetry Tuesday: Make Me A Tower (Don’t Reduce Me)

What if we treated each other like poems?   Things of beauty to be broken apart and experienced instead of commodities to be judged? Here's a piece that I've performed a couple of times, down at the open mic of the Seattle Poetry Slam and then in a worship gathering at the Northwest Church.   …