My Morning Coffee

At the start of each day, I open the mirrored medicine cabinet to grab my toothbrush. As I reach for the toothpaste, I silently read the lines of a poem I taped to the inside of the door more than two years ago called,  “Salutation to the Dawn.” Kalidasa, who wrote the poem in Sanskrit… Continue reading My Morning Coffee

Serendipity

Hiking in the Palisades last week, camera in hand, I stalked a bumblebee, clicking the shutter at the precise moment it landed on a vibrant yellow flower against a vivid azure sky. At home later, I studied the image, pleased I had executed the shot well. Then I saw something else:  I had also captured… Continue reading Serendipity

Hiking the Palisades

I opened my eyes last Sunday morning at 6:49am. Falling back to sleep was useless. I was up, mind racing — what to do on this beautiful Indian summer day? I can count on one hand the number of people that I could call at that hour who wouldn’t curse me out; Maggie is one.… Continue reading Hiking the Palisades

A Tonic

Joyce-Anne Locking once said, “Like apples to the mind. one poem per day, read, written or listened to, acts as a tonic to keep thoughts healthy.” I’ve been gulping down quite a bit of poetry lately. While I am not sure it is keeping my thoughts healthy, this tonic clearly makes my heart open and… Continue reading A Tonic