Category Archives: Voice of the Soul
What Shall I Call You…
“What shall I call you? Look, my lips are lame. You are the beginning of all that gushes forth, I am the slow and fearful Amen that timidly concludes your beauty.” Rilke, The Duino Elegies
Copper Beech Initial Trees
I am preparing a story telling related to the Copper Beech Initial Trees of Pigeon Cove and Rockport. The story telling will take place May 21 at the Marblehead Arts Association at 2 – 4 pm. This is an Artist Event … Continue reading
The Lamentation
THE LAMENTATION “The body of Christ with the full sweep of its arms and with the powerful simple curve which extends from the toe to the lofting hand giving an affectionate blessing, forms the liaison between heaven and earth. He … Continue reading
I, an old soul
I, an old soul WHY do photographs need to be shown under glass? WHAT IF photographs were displayed without a frame? HOW would the viewer engage? WHY do my photographs need to be held under glass? WHAT IF I choose … Continue reading
lord, keep on wandering…
lord keep on wandering forever and never settle down because no dwelling places remain only footsteps be loud and urgent share in my life and my passions accompany me all the way to your bread so that my word might … Continue reading
And Persephone Releases Coyote to Seek Out the Heart of the World
And so that “Unspeakable Girl,” that dynamic force and presence, returns to mark our Spring. – Leslie D. Bartlett
The birthday shines, when logs not burn, but men…
“So may you live in honour, as in name, If with this truth you be inspired; So may This day Be more and long desired; And with the flame Of love be bright, As with the light Of bonfires! then … Continue reading
firmamentum…
“When the Sky was separated from the Earth — Firmly held together up to then — And when the goddess mothers appeared.” [Sumerian & Akkadian creation story] For on the birthday, the horizon opens & yields to the sky. And … Continue reading
Weep No More Fair Rockport Willow….
Your roots Secure History …
A Remembrance of Wings
Re-call Below the Keystone Bridge Here where the ice melts Down to snow & Covers the primitive earth, Feathers form. Angels member wings, They hover, We inform their distance from us, Circle & inscribe their flight By the words, cherub, butterfly, … Continue reading
Eye of the Soul 