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Category Archives: Poetry
Sabbath
I’ve taken a few walks this week. This shaggy little fawn, along with his mother and sibling, greeted us on one of them. I worked hard to photograph these little birds in the brush, and this is the best I could do. “It looks like a chipping sparrow, but that can’t be, this time of … Continue reading
Quiet he lies
Our pastor has been taking a close look at what some of our traditional Christmas carols have to teach us. It’s making this richest of seasons even richer. Yesterday while teaching on “Hark the Herald Angels Sing,” he brought some lines from a poem by Luci Shaw to our attention. I wasn’t familiar with the … Continue reading
Seed speculations
It seems like an odd time of year to be thinking about seeds. It began over the weekend, when my husband got to thinking about God’s provision of seed-bearing plants very early in the creation story. He’s been thinking about the investment of time and resources as seeds, a metaphor Jesus uses often in his … Continue reading
December state of mind
Here we are: me and my daughters. My oldest is waving. See? We’ve made it through November, one of the grayest months of the year, and yesterday we made another of our ongoing efforts to get outdoors and look for beauty in a season when I’ve usually hunkered down and faded into a depressed meditation … Continue reading
Neighborhood Hawks
The convenience of the high trees! The air’s buoyancy and the sun’s ray Are of advantage to me; And the earth’s face upward for my inspection. My feet are locked upon the rough bark. It took the whole of Creation To produce my foot, my each feather: Now I hold Creation in my foot Or … Continue reading
Poetry Friday: Our Town
James Taylor’s “Our Town” is featured in the movie Cars, where it gives voice to the poignant pride of a little town all but forgotten since it was bypassed by a bustling super highway. Yesterday, my pastor pointed me to this video of images from the flood in Owego, New York, set to the music … Continue reading
Birthday sights and thoughts
Isn’t it beautiful? The hummingbird picture (which is impossible for me to photograph without reflections) is a gift from my older daughter, who’s apparently been on the lookout for one after watching me try again and again to capture hummingbirds with my camera. This picture is one of many taken by an upstate New York … Continue reading
Hummingbird Art
We’re fond of hummingbirds around here. As I mentioned in this post, the sight of them is not uncommon, but it invariably makes us blurt in sudden stage whispers, “Sh! Hummer!” Then we watch, wide-eyed, as these flying, buzzing needles hover, flit, fight, and sip from the feeder. My daughters have produced some fabulous hummingbird … Continue reading
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Poetry Friday: Robins
Robins have a certain dignity. They’re great mothers — they fly straight and fast, like an arrow, after the blue jays that try to rob their nests. Plus, who can fail to notice their excellent posture as they hop across the lawn? They lose points for their prolonged mutilation of earthworms, though. Emily Dickinson captures … Continue reading
Poetry Friday: The great things
My brain is worried and tired. I pick up the encyclopedia, The volume GIC to HAR, It seems I have read everything in it, So many other nights like this. I sit staring empty-headed at the article Grosbeak, Listening to the long rattle and pound Of freight cars and switch engines in the distance. Suddenly … Continue reading
