a new year; new life


I received a lovely gift from my sister.  The gift of a new poet and all her songs.  Now she sings to me each morning, and I can share this with you, here, in this little space of our intersecting worlds.

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Still Life, with Her Things

Today her things are quiet

and do not reproach,

each in its place,

washed in the light

that encouraged the Dutch

to paint objects as though

they were grace-

the bowl, the

goblet, the vase

from Delft-each

the reliquary

of itself.

Kay Ryan



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