nature poetry
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The Audacity – a poem for winter nights
The following is one of the few poems I wrote in the fall when I was finalizing Carol of the Mourning Dove and sharing it with the world. While it was a poem inspired by my sunflowers in the autumn, I think it is quite a fitting dare and resolution for these winter nights. I… Continue reading
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There Will Come a June (Just You Wait)
Rewind to the June we were neck-deep in infertility and you’ll find me in the photo below. Picking these flowers became such a special part of my summer season which was otherwise marked by the harshness of time. But there would come a day my miracle toddler son and I would go on a walk… Continue reading
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Laughing in the Cold
March blusters in with buttercups below winter-bare trees. And perhaps, we don’t much admire this month which is neither warm nor cold, beautiful or ugly, simply because it unravels much like the way our heart feels most the time. We are both winter and spring, joyful and grieving, growing old and becoming young again. A… Continue reading
