Tag: poetry

green sage

stayed green all winter
against all odds
reminds me of

gratitude is healing
i’m trying to take my treatment

put myself outside
to get washed in the rain

driving to petrolia
hills trees coast fog

Celebrating 1 year of SAFB!

Check out the anniversary issue of my newsletter, Sundays are for baking – with a chocolate & almond biscotti recipe, a new poem, and a collection of some of my favorite issues from the past year! Such as:

Irish soda bread!
Salted chocolate chip shortbread cookies!
Savory spring mushroom galette – a collaboration!
Apple crisp and cinnamon loaf!


lots of clouds but also
bright moon
a thick sliver

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between the sun and the moon
who governs me?
see the planets
red blue and green yellow

“Sleeping in the Forest”

I thought the earth remembered me, she
took me back so tenderly, arranging
her dark skirts, her pockets
full of lichens and seeds. I slept
as never before, a stone
on the riverbed, nothing
between me and the white fire of the stars
but my thoughts, and they floated
light as moths among the branches
of the perfect trees. All night
I heard the small kingdoms breathing
around me, the insects, and the birds
who do their work in the darkness. All night
I rose and fell, as if in water, grappling
with a luminous doom. By morning
I had vanished at least a dozen times
into something better.

-Mary Oliver (“Twelve Moons”)

watching the sky fade from pale to paler
            what if we had made a life together?
the trees ask their questions
shivering in the almost darkness

one lamp lit
moth dying under it
toasting its little damp wings
calm and crying

the metal base of the lamp
catches it