Sunrise burns through the early mist,
warming me like a quilt forever shared,
Late Afternoon in Early Winter The wood stove fire burns slowly, warmth seeps into ridges of a red fleece blanket that adorns my shivering shoulders. Outside the snow softly falls, swirls of silver and white cover autumn into bare branched silence. North winds howl,…
From Journey On-a celebration poem for a stretching and dancing in the morning sun: Sun Dancer The dawn moon quiets my mysterious wonder into a deep palette of soft watercolors. In the concerto of the early morning sun swinging slowly, twirling in the wind,…
A Public Sphere for Poetry, Politics, and Nature
“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sailaway from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.” ~ Mark Twain
A land of ineptitude.
"Rising from the ashes, a beginning of the new change"
An Ember for Thought
by Lize Bard
Official Blog of the English Tea Store
Beginning March 20th, 2016 Poetry Breakfast will once again serve a little poetic nourishment every morning. Start your day with our new expanded menu. Poems, of course, are our specialty. But we will also be serving a fuller menu that includes poetry related creative non-fiction such as letters to and from poets, essays on poetry, and anything else that might feed a poet and poetry lover’s soul.