mm photo: Ed Siderewicz We all recognize the tone of the death knell. Like the sun exiting the western sky, there is no shortage of...

mm Ten is such a complete number. Ten fingers, ten toes. Ten commandments, ten plagues. Ten Hail Mary’s in a decade of the Rosary.   I...

marci madary Lately I have noticed a general lack               of space in my life.   I write on a pile of paper               on the...

mm Roses are red, daffodils are yellow. All these 67 years you have been a fine fellow. Carnations are pink, grass is green. You are the...

mm Here one day, then poof, gone. All of life. All the time. Snow melts. Leaves change. Completed puzzles back in pieces. Computer...

mm Advent is a tender time. Deep blues and purples catch me as I fall into darkness. Songs of coming home, and waitful hope and elusive...