This Baldwin poem resonates with me. Love’s grace comes with great power, inspiring fears and conquering cowardice.
Category: Poetry
Tonight’s Haiku: February 9, 2020

my house quiet
every one else sleeping
while the killdeer chant
Today’s Black History Month Mediation: W.E.B. Du Bois
A Lunar Haiku

at this brief moment
the clouds dancing with the moon
as winter deepens
Such a lovely moon this evening.
Today’s Black History Month Poet: Langston Hughes
A Friday Morning Meditation
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p style=”font-family:"font-size:16px;”>Early morning, life starts to stir, Seattle’s rainy tendencies reach their fullest expression. Not the monsoons of my childhood, rather, regular, continuous drip. The weather presents challenges for many.
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A Black History Month Poet: Maya Angelou
As it’s Black History Month, I felt it appropriate to remind people of the brilliant legacy of Black Poets. Today I start with the legendary Maya Angelou. Facing down the brutality of her childhood, I see her as one of the great souls of human history. This particular quote speaks loudly to me, laden with wisdom.
A Haiku For A Rainy Seattle Morning
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p style=”font-family:"font-size:16px;”>I listen to the gentle patter of the rain, memories full my head. Sitting in my bay window watching the rain. Laying in my childhood bed. Sitting in cafes, drying from walking, coffee welcome warmth.
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A Seattle Morning Haiku
cold morning
rain gently taps
the day awakens






