Praying with Fringes 12/02/2014 – the space at the center of everything

Firewood Chana Bloch When you sawed a branch from the pine tree the white sky submerged us, a clear fluid without memory, and I kept missing it, kept going out to look as the tongue returns to the space between two teeth. Put it back! I said, but the branch was already a pile of … Continue reading Praying with Fringes 12/02/2014 – the space at the center of everything

Praying with Fringes 03/05/2014 – with his immaculate bib, sooty jacket

Barbara Crooker will be reading at Big Blue Marble Bookstore in Mt. Airy on Sunday, April 6th 2014 at 1 pm. Come meet her and hear more of her marvelous poetry The Slate Grey Junco Barbara Crooker with his immaculate bib, sooty jacket, bobs in the snow for sunflower seeds. Caught between two needs, hunger … Continue reading Praying with Fringes 03/05/2014 – with his immaculate bib, sooty jacket

Praying with Fringes 02/17/2014 – no matter how long winter is

Thaw Martha Courtot no matter how long the Winter is thaw comes season by season we learn this too slowly no matter how long we have spent wrapped in a frozen season no matter how deep under the snow the private grief lies one day thaw comes we are never prepared for it and what … Continue reading Praying with Fringes 02/17/2014 – no matter how long winter is

Praying with Fringes 1/26/2014 – the whole green and generous world

For My Daughter Michelle Regalado Deatrick When I sweat in a Midwest January          and wish to God it was a hot flash but know it's greenhouse gasses--read the news:          Uranium seas rained on by iodine skies-- Sunday drives, see the Kalamazoo shimmer          spills of bitumen, kills of brown trout, dioxin wells irrigate … Continue reading Praying with Fringes 1/26/2014 – the whole green and generous world

Praying with Fringes 01/23/2014 – Winter is the best time

Winter Is the Best Time David Budbill Winter is the best time to find out who you are. Quiet, contemplation time, away from the rushing world, cold time, dark time, holed-up pulled-in time and space to see that inner landscape, that place hidden and within. "Winter Is the Best Time" by David Budbill, from While … Continue reading Praying with Fringes 01/23/2014 – Winter is the best time

Praying with Fringes 01/22/2014 – the next morning over the frozen world

How Many Nights Galway Kinnell How many nights have I lain in terror, O Creator Spirit, maker of night and day, only to walk out the next morning over the frozen world, hearing under the creaking snow faint, peaceful breaths... snake, bear, earthworm, ant... and above me a wild crow crying 'yaw, yaw, yaw' from … Continue reading Praying with Fringes 01/22/2014 – the next morning over the frozen world

Praying with Fringes 12/19/2013 – blessing each flake of snow

Manna Joseph Stroud Everywhere, everywhere, snow sifting down, a world becoming white, no more sounds, no longer possible to find the heart of the day, the sun is gone, the sky is nowhere, and of all I wanted in life – so be it – whatever it is that brought me here, chance, fortune, whatever … Continue reading Praying with Fringes 12/19/2013 – blessing each flake of snow

Praying with Fringes 12/11/2013 – and the earth has a new language

from Snow Lisel Mueller Telephone poles relax their spines; sidewalks go under. The nightly groans of aging porches are put to sleep. Mercy sponges the lips of stairs. While we talk in the old concepts--- time that was, and things that are--- snow has leveled the stumps of the past and the earth has a … Continue reading Praying with Fringes 12/11/2013 – and the earth has a new language

Praying with Fringes 12/10/2013 – invisible bears burrowed into dreams

from Almanac Alicia Ostriker How can we speak simply of winter light yesterday glitter glazed every twig in sight the universe shone like knives today the grey-lit overnight snow makes everything peaceful, even ourselves big quilts of it convert our neighbor’s cars into a tender and humble row of ecclesiastical domes or invisible bears burrowed … Continue reading Praying with Fringes 12/10/2013 – invisible bears burrowed into dreams