Extracted from my address to the Compline Choir, delivered at the choir’s annual meeting on January 18, 2015 2014 was a year of measurable, palpable change—for better, for worse. Change is a constant in the natural world. Seasons change, landscapes transform, mountains rise and fall, trees grow and decay, flora explodes revealing a rainbow of colors […]
I Call: a poem reflecting on loss for Peter R. Hallock (1924–2014) I call to the man with pursed and puckered lips, deep in thought, who wore the same warm, enveloping cream turtleneck and green-gray sport coat for decades, who wore out several pair of drugstore reading glasses. I call to the man who lives in […]
The world moves onward to new Advents – blue: the hue of death, depression, dark – what grief! And yet – of ocean, sky, and berries sweet the hue. Processions, choirs, and clouds of incense meet. Enormous banners herald light to come, but your departure makes this Advent bleak— the heart, so hurt, by loss […]
