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Friday, August 11   “Young as she is, the stuff Of her life is a great cargo, and some of it heavy: I wish her a lucky passage.” Richard Wilbur wrote this poem about his young daughter, as she labored … Continue reading →

Friday, February 3   “i stay alive for her.” Today begins a weekend and some soft time for home places — Detroit, my university, the neighborhood,  my house, and neighbors.  No packing for a while either. 😊  Looking for a Friday poem, I … Continue reading →

Friday, December 2, 2016 “and wait then, humped and bloody, For the wits to try it again ” Some days offer anniversaries of such blunt courage and beauty that stillness makes a wise response. Richard Wilbur wrote “The Writer”  in 1921, … Continue reading →

Monday November 21 Shortest work week of the year.  Clean, crisp, autumn air all over campus.   I found a new poet for the occasion.  Ray Carver, never met him before.  Reading “Happiness”  on a morning like this helps me … Continue reading →

Wednesday October 26 A New Flower  “. . . I . . .  found myself with a new flower . . . ” Strong poems find language to bring readers close to some deep, human, inner experience.   Today’s post, … Continue reading →

Friday, May 13 “Young as she is, the stuff Of her life is a great cargo, and some of it heavy” Which is more challenging? to notice beauty, delicate, stirring wonder . . .  and then to go to the beauty … Continue reading →

Friday, April 15 “These things are a tiny taste of the bigness of the world. They were there before you looked; they will be there after you go. None of it depends on you.” I came across this short essay … Continue reading →

In this lovely contemplative place some 60 miles north of Motown, I am finding nourishment in an A+ fitness center,  consistent attention to metrics like blood sugar and a mix of prescription meds,  early morning prayer attention to my newest-bound … Continue reading →

Dec 21 shortest daylight = solstice Saturday, December 21  –  O Oriens At Detroit’s latitude, we will have 9 hours and 3 minutes of daylight, 14 hours and 57 minutes of night time. Our shortest day. Today’s O Antiphon, “O … Continue reading →

November 9, 2020 One of Detroit’s great African American poets has passed.  Naomi Long Madgett stands with Dudley Randall as a founding spirit for this city and a host of companions.   I am honored to include her in the “Work Day, … Continue reading →