Billy Collins
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“Goodbye, you who are always leaving me…”
Aging floods us with goodbyes. And the absent are lit ships illuminating memories.How much could Collins poetry enrich your days? Continue reading
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Artists As Caregivers – Days 44-48
If poetry soothes and humor is medicine, Billy Collins offers both. Beauty empowers her daughter, Art, to heal both creator and appreciator. Continue reading
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Days 257-261 – Serenity From The Saints
Poems are prayers, fine photographs are meditations & music is a bed on which to rest the tired heart. I classify great artists as saints. Continue reading
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Days 112-114 – Aimless Love
“…what a fine thing to embrace “Aimless Love” the way Collins describes it: The love of the chestnut,/ the jazz cap and one hand on the wheel./ No lust, no slam of the door…” What a particular peace this offers. Continue reading
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Days 286-290 – The Art of Self Healing
“Your worst wounds are self-inflicted. It is not that you are masochistic. It is that we all own egos whose ears are so finely tuned for praise that they bleed at every perceived insult.” Continue reading
Journal of Sacred Work 