Archive - 100 Poems

February 2025

No matter that the basement is still wet from the flood, and the gutter is falling like the coming snow. No matter that the groundhog saw his shadow or…

Feb 22 •

I followed a flock of birds today

brown and gray, colors of my hair.

Feb 15 •

Conversations With Friends

Today I talked with starfish and with seaside cliffs, who told me not to be afraid— not even to be afraid of being afraid, and I know they’ve been hit…

Feb 8 •

This Charcoal Tide

Gulls feet leave prints like anchors.

Feb 1 •

January 2025

Light a candle. Draw the curtains. Lift a stone, and press it to your heart. Let the cool weight awaken the stone of your heart. Feel its walls soften…

Jan 24 •

If You Have to Wash the Dishes

If You Have to Wash the DishesStep into that spill of sunlight puddled on the kitchen floor. Feel it on your feet, your hands, let it warm your face and…

Jan 18 •

In the trees, glass clinking, limbs toasting to better days. I lie beneath them, brave the shatter of tumbling flutes.

Jan 11 •

will be the year I do it all finally let the cult of productivity, the myth that I control anything slough off like dead skin.

Jan 4 •

December 2024

At the Threshold

The year is blowing out in great gusts, peeling birds from the air, lifting oak leaves in brown murmuration.

Dec 31, 2024 •

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