of winter breath
blooms white between
my field of spring
and sleep's old whisper
©Laura Sorrells 2010
all rights reserved
Monday, December 27, 2010
Winter Breath
of winter breath
blooms white between
my field of spring
and sleep's old whisper
©Laura Sorrells 2010
all rights reserved
cloud and wood
the still cloud
that you watch freeze
like cold wood
Laugh at the sound
of always
©Laura Sorrells 2010
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Sunday, December 5, 2010
A Midden of Scarcity
sweeps winter's lonesome feast
into a midden
of scarcity. The fox
is the thicket's fire-tender,
the crow's command
the hidden constellations'
laughing paradox
of edge.
©Laura Sorrells 2010
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- Laura
- Georgia, United States
- I live at the edge of the forest in a little town in the north Georgia mountains. I teach sixth grade Language Arts and am writing a memoir of sorts about family, spirituality, and narrative. I am also exploring a possible writing project having to do with contemporary lay contemplative experience and how it might be informed by the Desert Fathers and Mothers of early Christianity. I am a relatively recent convert to Roman Catholicism and an admirer of Pope Francis, Leonardo Boff, Joan Chittister, and Richard Rohr. I'm a Lay Associate of Our Lady of the Holy Spirit Monastery in Conyers, Georgia. I am interested in indigenous cultures, narratives, and spirituality, especially how these can inform my spirituality as a lay contemplative. I write, read, take pictures, play around with creating ephemera from paper and cloth and other organic things. I cook, hike, watch wildlife, and collect random bits of interesting oddness, both tangible and abstract. I am a seer of smallness and a caretaker of ridiculous minutiae. If you want, e-mail me at riverrun67@gmail.com or lksorrells@hotmail.com.