Tag: love

reading Milosz on the porch in March

it must be March - this morning the quince blooms and two crows sit on the porch rail trading gentle preenings between them, beside me, while I am sipping rapidly cooling coffee and reading my tattered Milosz, thinking about how even black might just be … Continue reading reading Milosz on the porch in March


the house finches

the house finches have changed their song again - to one of fierce joy, of emphatic nest-lust it seems almost too soon for such passion, with snow still gathered, blue in the shadows of the north-facing stones then again, some songs exist simply to remind … Continue reading the house finches

love, in summation

one by one, when you are most likely to be unsuspecting, I make them - these petal-gestures, trifling bright, scraps with some perhaps deeper meaning one day - maybe - you'll be struck by revelation, with unexpected math © Sarah Whiteley