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Author Archives: elainedanforth
ON THE WAY OF HEALING
The healingcan come with contractionor maybe expansion, yieldingperhaps reliefperhaps dread,perhaps a mounting of tension. What is left,and how much,when the journey of a thousand mileshas begun,foot after foot, here, stone–there, thorny thicket–there, unseen tree root– come sun,come wind,come rain, sleet, … Continue reading
BEAUTY DEEP AND FLEETING
There is a deep and fleeting beauty to this and every day, by wee star hours through rising dawn and morning sun, up till high or low-slung noon, depending on the season, and then, afterwards, when the sun arcs back … Continue reading
WHAT I SEE NOW AND IN THE TIME TO COME
A New Year ushered in.Gray and bright,still wet with rain,and rearrangedwith puffs of wind. Some trees laid bare,while some plantshere and thereare dressedin springy flower. And days begin to stretch,if only just a little bit, and shift the workings of … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, Seasons, Spring, Winter
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A LOT OF THINGS LIFE IS TRYING TO TEACH ME
There’s a lot of things life is trying to teach me — sometimes I wish it weren’t so hard to learn them. Sometimes, I manage to be glad for the ones I’ve already learned, as well as the ones I’m … Continue reading
STOPPING BY SANDCASTLE ON A LATE SUMMER DAY
Stopping by sandcastle on a late summer’s day– neat towers firm-packed with pails and decked with tiny shells a seagrass-filled ditch denoting moat, a constructed citadel methinks by little lasses swimsuits, blond tresses who sit with their adults upshore several … Continue reading
A NOTE OF SUN, A NOTE OF GRAY
I. Quite a nice thing to notehow wonderful it can beto liveon an ordinary sunny morning. II. And when a cloak of graybedecks the skythere is a pleasant softnessto my contemplativemorning eye, A respite from sharp bright and heat,that, on … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, Quick reads, Seasons, Summer
Tagged Day, Gray Sky, Morning, Summer, Sun
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THE PERFECT GEM I CANNOT FULL SEE INTO
The perfect gemof a sunny summer’s day– bright outside–warm exposed,but witha little breeze afootto gently kiss my toes. . . shade intermit out there,under treesready there,if I should choose itfor me, or,further, if further respite I require,to cool my thorny … Continue reading
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FROM CANYON’S BOTTOM, OPPORTUNITIES FOR CLIMBING
Living at a canyon’s bottomleaves many openings for climbing. . . Yet,some days, when rushing torrents’wind-whipped water flows,life can feel boxed in and slippery, treacherous,though all the movement leaves not enough pausefor things to fester and become rotten. Or can … Continue reading
Posted in Poetic Musing (Longer Poems), Poetry, Winter
Tagged Low point, Rain, Rushing stream, Torrents, Treacherous Terrain, Wind
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TODAY, I ASK MYSELF
Today.I ask myselfwhat I could dothat would, to me,be the most helpful? And if, possible,along a paththat will not beabsolutely hell-ful? Maybe it isor maybe is notthat looming monoliththat seems most obvious,obstructive,and most treacherous. If so,how might I move it,love … Continue reading
The Danforth Anchor 