by Susan | Jan 27, 2023 | inspiration, poem
When I die Give what’s left of me away To children And old men that wait to die. And if you need to cry, Cry for your brother Walking the street beside you. And when you need me, Put your arms Around anyone And give them What you need to give to me. I want to leave...
by Susan | Jan 21, 2023 | inspiration, poem
If you drive past horses and don’t say horses you’re a psychopath. If you see an airplane but don’t point it out. A rainbow, a cardinal, a butterfly. If you don’t whisper-shout albino squirrel! Deer! Red fox! If you hear a woodpecker and don’t shush everyone around...
by Susan | Jan 19, 2023 | poem
Your great mistake is to act the drama as if you were alone. As if life were a progressive and cunning crime with no witness to the tiny hidden transgressions. To feel abandoned is to deny the intimacy of your surroundings. Surely, even you, at times, have felt the...
by Susan | Jan 18, 2023 | poem
This is what I have to say to you . . . Live as if the earth exhales blessings in your direction, As if trees speak their deepest secrets In your ear, As if bird songs can lift you outside your Ordinary state of mind and bring you into truth. Be the creative juice...
by Susan | Jan 17, 2023 | poem
There’s a place between two stands of trees where the grass grows uphill and the old revolutionary road breaks off into shadows near a meeting-house abandoned by the persecuted who disappeared into those shadows. I’ve walked there picking mushrooms at the...
by Susan | Jan 12, 2023 | inspiration, poem
On cold evenings my grandmother, with ownership of half her mind- the other half having flown back to Bohemia- spread newspapers over the porch floor so, she said, the garden ants could crawl beneath, as under a blanket, and keep warm, and what shall I wish for, for...