Tag: wandering

[nothing with you has been enough]

nothing with you has been enough at 2 AM, to an audience of bricks, I can be honest with my heart and if I sit here long enough, a prayer might stumble in - something akin to what moths find in porch-light - I have … Continue reading [nothing with you has been enough]


A little poem and what I have been up to…

somewhere between heart and home, the iron in blood sees itself also in stone, in earth beneath feet we are as bound to landscape as are tendons to muscle as tied to hearth as we are to wander © Sarah Whiteley Things have been quiet … Continue reading A little poem and what I have been up to…

down east

it was late November when I drove toward Maine I still hear how the wind tore across the highway, rattling doors and nearly blowing that tired red Buick into the frozen ditch I had second, third - hell sixth thoughts on the other side of … Continue reading down east