Anne, Patron Saint of Dandelions You loved the small gold uprisings in the grass, those bright, stubborn lanterns everyone else called weeds. You saw a kingdom where others saw invasion, a thousand yellow crowns lifting through the ordinary. And you were like them, Anne – radiant, doughty, unafraid to bloom in hard places, to..
Anne’s Song A Free Verse Poem You have always kept your songs close, Quiet as sunrise tucked behind evening curtains, Shy – embarrassed, you say – Afraid the melody might stumble, That your voice might stray from the path, That the world would hear you sing And think the tune misplaced. But I have listened,..
The Gift of Concentric Rings* From Anne, Whose Hands Are Generous On May 12, 2025, Anne was rushed to the operating table for emergency surgery to remove as much of the metastasizing brain cancer that could be extracted without rendering her entirely dysfunctional. Just before going under the proverbial knife, she gave me three of..
We send heartfelt Christmas greetings to all our friends and family who may be reading this little poem. A Special Christmas for Anne Images of Joy, Sorrow, and Gratitude This Christmas morning, the snow hushes the world, each flake a soft promise on our window ledge. Light spills across the kitchen, gold and fragile,..
Ebb and Flow In the Briny Light of Sunset For Anne in the sunset of her life Here, where the salt river unspools its silver tongue and the tide, tireless, draws breath— I stand in the hush of dusk, the sky unfurling its fire, a blaze of glory on water’s restless skin. Majestic, the..