In life, meaning is sometimes lost in repetition, as habit and pattern replace mindfulness. But not so with Mother’s Day, which reaches beyond commerce and sentimentality and stirs in us something genuine and deeply rooted. I attended the wedding of an exuberant young couple yesterday, with a large group of family and friends. It was so festive and joyful. So hopeful. Everyone’s eyes were on the bride, of course. She was impossibly lovely. And even as I shared this happy, happy event with the bride and her new husband, I could imagine her future; I looked at her knowing that motherhood … Continue reading A BOUQUET OF MOTHER’S DAY POEMS


Life is mostly froth and bubble, Two things stand like stone. Kindness in another’s trouble, Courage in your own.  I stumbled upon this stanza by the 19th century poet Adam Lindsay Gordon a month or so ago, and put it up on my Facebook status one morning, as my inspiration for the day. The wonder of language is that though Gordon’s message could have been formulated in hundreds of different ways and still been understood, it’s how Gordon expressed his thoughts that allows us to find pleasure in them. He chose poetry, crafting his message in a playful, rhythmic form … Continue reading WAXING POETIC