Thursday, May 5, 2011

A Hawk's Nickname

Your grassy raindrop song
spreads like the bloom
of a season,
laughs like the color
a hawk’s nickname
would share
with its favorite



  1. A nice tribute to a beautiful bird

  2. Hello Laura. I found your blog from writing your way home. When I was a child we used to call kestrels 'windhovers'. I wonder have you read The Peregrine by J A Baker , the most beautiful book I've ever read.

  3. Mark, hi! I haven't, as I may have said by this time. I will, though.
    I do love the Hopkins poem, though.


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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 or