by McKenzie | Aug 23, 2025 | Blog, My Poems
A SOUND SHARP ENOUGH TO COUNT— Don’t explain yourself, she says—Let the rain fall where it falls.If you mustplace buckets to catch the excess rainwater—a prayer in mindfulness—do not mindif they also catchdebris, insects, extra fiber—This is the way of...
by McKenzie | Nov 5, 2015 | Poem of the Day Series
EDGES Edges of the field, the blue flowers, the reddish wash of the grasses, the cut green path up to the garden plot overgrown with seedlings and weeds— green first of all, but light, the cut of the sunlight edges each shift of the vivid...
