Ann’s Fountain: Poem written at Laity Lodge, 2011

Ann’s Fountain: Poem written at Laity Lodge, 2011

Artist’s Retreat, 2011. Ian Cron asked us to go experience water and come back in about twenty minutes. This happened. It’s taken me six years to share it. ANN’S FOUNTAIN Go to water, he says. Listen to the water. Look at the water. I go to the fountain by...
What I Know

What I Know

There is a sense in which everything important that I know, I know because of Lew and Judson: Because of my sons I know pain and joy I know the fellowship of suffering and the comradeship of advocacy I know to appreciate typical childhood development I know that...
The Given Companion

The Given Companion

The Given Companion “How do you expect to get to the end of your own journey if you take the road to another man’s city?” Thomas Merton said. I imagine that he also asked: “And how will you build your home there if you reject the given companions who come to you with...
His Gifts

His Gifts

I have a first-born son Who is severely disabled But he brings great gifts to me. He brings to my life Sweetness. He looks at me. He fully accepts me as I am. He knows what love is And because of him I do, too. He brings to my life Focus. He points my life in new...
I Want: A Poem Prompt

I Want: A Poem Prompt

I WANT I WANT I WANT I SEEM TO BE BUT REALLY I AM OH, HOW I WANT………….!! This week, in July of 2009, I found this poem prompt among my files. I had filled it in at a grief support group in February of 2003 – five years after Lew’s death. I had even prepared it for the...