Mary Hopkins

"The weather, like tomorrow, like your life, is partially ... up in the air. There is nothing you can do. The good life gives no warning. It weathers the climates of despair and appears, ... offering nothing, and you are there." -- Mark Strand Truth wind clarifies Cleaved white blossoms shorn and swept onto upturned face ~ anonymous haiku At an Island Farm If only the light might last, the mild sea-breeze hold steady, I think perhaps I could soon be ready to relinquish a past that let go of me as surely as some stern wind last year may have seized a wheat stem by the ear and shaken it, purely without a thought for whether the seeds were drowned or whether, aloft, some few of them found another shore. -- Brad Leithauser I hail from the land of the mourning dove and cicadas in summer, but for most of my life I lived in the Golden Poppy state. I'm a Texas/California hybrid.