Praying with Fringes 11/08/2015 – all those compulsive timepieces

Clock Linda Pastan Sometimes it really upsets me— the way the clock’s hands keep moving, even when I’m just sitting here not doing anything at all, not even thinking about anything except, right now, about that clock and how it can’t keep its hands still. Even in the dark I picture it, and all its … Continue reading Praying with Fringes 11/08/2015 – all those compulsive timepieces

Praying with Fringes 10/02/2105 – The trees are lit from within like Sabbath candles

In the Forest Linda Pastan The trees are lit from within like Sabbath candles before they are snuffed out. Autumn is such a Jewish season, the whole minor key of it. Hear how the wind trembles through the branches, vibrato as notes of cello music. Notice the tarnished coppers and browns, the piles of leaves … Continue reading Praying with Fringes 10/02/2105 – The trees are lit from within like Sabbath candles