My Response to this magical image: Oh, yes. A poem is A thing that wants to be caught, but … More
Category: Travels
On the “Useless” Emotion of Guilt
On the third night of a weekend retreat on Buddhist grounds, somewhere in the state of New York, I asked … More
Climbing Trees, Smelling Flowers: A Rainy Nature Walk
I kneeled to the glory of mushrooms growing up from cracks in the pavement. How tough must they be to … More
Snow Day in Brooklyn!
This afternoon I filled my travel mug with coffee, laced up my snow boots and walked around Boerum Hill and … More
Walking Through Blizzard Juno in Central Park
Yesterday the city of New York was wrapped up in a blanket of giddy cheer because almost every municipal worker, … More