Category Archives: poetry

THe first one suffers from lack of water time. It’s a response to Millay’s “My heart, Being Hungry”, and its startings came to me while I was out rowing. But I haven’t been in a boat for a while (and … Continue reading →

This comes from a bunch of things. Elizabeth Goudge sent me to Rupert Brooke (and wow – I’d never seen that sonnet before. What a wallop it has!) which of course made me think of the end of his life, … Continue reading →

Somehow it feels like the days are getting short earlier this year. That is actually true: sunset tonight is six minutes earlier here than it is in Eindhoven, where I was at this time last year. (This surprises me – … Continue reading →

This year’s iteration of my annual light-in-darkness poem seems to be a tiny one: In the darkest part of the year, we set out, our keel pointed into midnight, trusting the stars and our own hand on the tiller to … Continue reading →

Gravity no longer holds her down and what she’s learning now, she will not reach back to teach us – not as we sit here, anyway. Who knows what learnings lie ahead once we’ve followed her path? But let it … Continue reading →

Step by step the longest march can be won, can be won; Many stones may build an arch, singly none, singly none. Dip your blades deep in the shining water, pull, uncurling like a metered spring. Feel the boat beneath … Continue reading →