Yesterday I went walking by this river in my lunch hour and thought about how lucky I am that I can walk, that I have the time, that I work somewhere so succulent and green and cool.
Where the air is sprinkled with bird song and the river is flickering light,
Where the rocks grow … Read more
When a child leaves home
Here are my boys,
in their own world
of words I do not understand.
Where I used to lead,
distanced from the world they march into.
Then the eldest carries on walking,
until he leaves home
I am left floating in rivers
alone.… Read more