Of an evening, Wexford.

Dying

Here again

September

Blitz

It doesn’t have to be the blue iris, it could be weeds in a vacant lot, or a few small stones; just pay attention, then patch a few words together and don’t try to make them elaborate, this isn’t a contest but the doorway into thanks, and a silence in which another voice may speak.

Mary Oliver

A fishing life

Wow!

Made me

You

The true and durable path into and through experience involves being true..to your own solitude, true to your own secret knowledge.


Seamus Heaney