A Daily Dose of Poetry

A Hundred Falling Veils

• This Wild Becoming: 2 Day Writing & Painting Retreat January 9, 2026
  February 12 & 1310 a.m. – 3 p.m. (MT) The Decker Community Room, 675 Clinton St, Ridgway, CO 81432 Who would we be if we weren’t carrying our history, our stories, our self-image? What impossible things are possible for us? How do we grow more deeply and thrillingly into ourselves? In this two-day writing and painting retreat, […]
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• What If We All Met on That Bridge? January 9, 2026
    Here is a stack of dictionariesthick with words I never will know.Here is the pen filled with the inkof stories unwritten. Here isthe sky filled with stars I can’t nameand clouds that will not last.And here, unseen, is the bridgeof the moment that links meto all that was and all that is,all that is real […]
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• After I Fell in the Canyon of Grief January 8, 2026
   we discover that falling in the canyon is our initiation—Mark Nepo, “The Life After Tears”  I didn’t land. I fell and I fell and I fell.At first as I plummeted, I feared the landing,imagining an imminent crash. Then,I fell through nights and middays. Fell throughkitchen floors and highways. Fell throughbirthdays and Saturdays. Fell until the senseof […]
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• Building the World We Believe In January 7, 2026
    I haven’t given up on humans yet.Though here in America where masked agentspull women and men from their homes–people who build our communities, our country–we are so far from the goodness I imagine.In second grade, I remember making fortsat recess with small snow balls we’dsqueeze in our hands. So carefully,so gently, we would place them, […]
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• Before I Read the News January 6, 2026
   How courageous can I be to let all of life in?                  —Leslie Odom, Jr.  on The Hamilcast with Gillian Pensavalle  I press both handsto my chest, thenlook at the treesand the road outside.I imagine the worldbeyond what I see,cities, continents, space,then close my eyesto open.I listen to what is here,attune to the silencethat holds up all […]
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• Give Up Rosemerry, He Wrote in His Letter January 5, 2026
                    with thanks to Zhim  In fact, he didn’t write my name.In fact, he wrote his own. Inserting my own name came naturally.Give up Rosemerry. How thrilling the sentence became.“A balancing counterweight,” he wrote, “for a being who has extreme passion.”The words swirl in me like a storm. On a day when the news is of conquering,this simple direction toward […]
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• How It Comes Out January 4, 2026
    I don’t know why sometimesthe same story can feel like ashin the mouth and another timelike flame. Each time the storyis the same, but sometimes,it scorches to share it.I am thinking of today, how I reada poem about your deathas if there were no more fuel to burn,reciting a fact, as if saying,There is no […]
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• How We Momentarily Become the Moon January 3, 2026
    In the dark housewe watch the moonrise through the window,watch as its fullnessclimbs into the sky.For everything we see,so much we miss.But in this moment,your hand in mine,we give the moonall our attention untilevery part of us,even our wounds, areshining.
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• Almost Effortless January 2, 2026
    A humble contentment.Because blue green spruceby the creek bed.Because ancient redof sandstone cliffs.This almost forgettable momentnot forgotten.This small seeing.This ease in being, unearned.Because the tips of the spruceare more silver, softer.Because afternoon mistsomehow mingles it all.Because sometimes when I try,I cannot feel the connection.This moment when trust is.This sinking of my footinto slick, wet […]
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• At the End of the Year January 1, 2026
  Just after midnightwe stand beside the stoveholding each other,your thumb slowly relearningthe portal of my spine.Satie’s first Gymopédieslips stepwise through the room,the tune like starlight emergingafter a storm blew down all the trees.We are almost, but not quite, still.How little movement it takes,plus an opening in the mind,to know the body as dancing.How little beauty […]
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