First Known When Lost

Gentle readers, I beg your indulgence for the brevity of this post.  By way of explanation for the brevity, I must also beg you to indulge a...

Trees are wonderful providers of perspective.  This past week, I have been preoccupied with various mundane errands and chores.  Then, a few...

I suppose that most of us played this game as children:  close your eyes, spin the globe, and choose with a finger the exotic place to which...

Many of the blossoming trees -- cherries, plums, magnolias, dogwoods -- are now at their peak.  Above, below, and all around, it is a pink a...

It is always a pleasure to encounter a poet who harbors no doubts about the existence of the human soul, and who writes about it without ske...

Upon reading the following poem for the first time, my reaction was: "What the heck is that all about?"  My next reaction was:  ...

"Earth, lie lightly."  What a lovely request.  Much more evocative than, say, "rest in peace."  But it is not a phrase t...

The sight of an empty snail shell in the garden or on the sidewalk always saddens me.  What fate befell the vanished inhabitant of that husk...

I like to listen to the robins and the sparrows twittering and clucking in the backyard.  An ornithologist could no doubt explain to me what...

As the years accumulate in one's life, the virtues of brevity become more and more apparent.  There is something to be said for getting ...