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Gently, the sunrise slides through the maples and over the tops of shotgun houses onto my porch where I sit on red wicker, a coffee to my left crickets sing under coreopsis, an over-sized cicada whacks between shotgun houses. The … Continue reading

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Some days a spiritual life resembles a sunrise hike through old growth forest. We stumble through the trees on intermittently illumined paths, stubbing our toes on roots, threatened by unruly underbrush, and evading fear of what creatures are nested in the … Continue reading

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These are the ones

It is dusk the punctuated ratchet of cicadas swims through a Louisville sunset which is orange and turquoise with a pale flat cracker of clouds   an unassuming crescent moon perches against summer blue I think it’s a self portrait … Continue reading

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The Monastery Tree

How old are you? You growing moss and lichen, sage-scaled fingers and hair where blossoms used to be? Last year’s leaves are like spent cocoons Brown and brittle, I think they would crush in my hands if I held them … Continue reading

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