Three Old Taoist Philosophers

Three old Taoist philosophers as tabbies and calico Chat on the magnolia branch Sharing deep thoughts about the ​elegance of sunshine and house finches, ​the poverty of human spirit, ​the art of stalking, ​the cleverness of politicians; ​Viennese skeptics who branded Marco Polo a fraud ​the North Star, ​the scent of books and a few […]

 
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From where I stand

Morning Light

Like a single hair, it’s one among ten thousand. What’s so special about that leaf, you ask. It looks like all the others. But everything has its own story. Because of its placement in the world It saw the morning sun From a slightly different angle. Because of its position on the branch The wind […]

 
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A Writer’s Ode to Coffee

writers ode to coffee

My coffee grinder jolts the sleeping beans into mindfulness. This is the moment they’ve been waiting for, ecstatic about being called into service. Scalding water is a balm to their bitter soul, reborn as elixir, transforming my base metals into gold. Magic as any unstoppered genie. A humble clay mug embraces its companionable friend. They […]

 
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