Category: Poetry

These days when I think of beauty, I think of the children’s picture book I keep by my bedside: Miss Rumphius, written and illustrated by the great Barbara Cooney.  This book is a timeless gem that tells the reader, through story,  one of the most important tasks in this lifetime is to contribute something of beauty to the world. 

Beauty is when you land upright, especially if you are doing something like a figure skating jump.

What is this light?
I do not know. I do not get it right,
yet here’s the world. And here I am, and you? 

It seems to me that beauty exists when any being most lucidly expresses its own life-magnifying nature.

I have an interest in seeking beauty everywhere, and I charge myself with infusing the beautiful into words, braiding it into rhythm and rhyme, and I strive to make choices with beauty in mind.