I look for those men in the mirror of my face Eyes the blue of faded  winter sky Skin of winter earth in Rocky Mountain highs Hair once golden sunshine  on California‚Äôs summer hills Now the noncolor of drought  in the high desert Lines the tributaries of years flowing to or from the heart Skin … Continue reading

New Year

This will be a different year because I’m short a person who has been in my life all my life. May peace be waiting at the other end of her journey. It seems we’ve all lost something in 2020–jobs, people, homes, green growth–may we also have found something. Fortitude, resilience, stubbornness, compassion, faith, love? I … Continue reading