Your absence;

filling our emptiness…


The American poet William Stafford said

a poem is an emergency of the spirit.”

He was just a little cat yet his passing wrenches at our emotions – he should be here – he arrived and left with the swallows and the fading flowers. I guess I have need of poetry. Someone read some words from William Stafford and Martha Snell Nicholson, having never heard of either I searched for them. If you enjoy poetry let me recommend them to you.

Whatever you do today enjoy, and thanks for dropping by again!

I never dreamed you’d leave in summer -Joan Baez