Poems

Kitchen Table Poetry

A friend sent me this poem and I immediately wanted to share it with my readers as well. Click here to hear Garrison Keillor read it in his perfectly nuanced voice on Writer's Almanac. Enjoy! Perhaps the World Ends Here by Joy Harjo The world begins at a kitchen table. No matter what, we must eat to live. The gifts of earth are brought and prepared, set on the table so it has bee…

Luna Moth

Ten years ago this month, my husband and I were fortunate to lay claim to a home in Martha’s Vineyard. Not that the island had not already laid claim to me over the previous fifteen or more years that we had travelled there with family and friends.  But the act of committing time and resources to a place that always beckoned me like the steady wash of waves over beach stones, wa…