Falling Back on the Ballot: November Days of Gratitude

Counting down the days, in gratitude, gets more difficult if you’re tired — and this morning I’m tired. It was a fitful night’s sleep. Maybe you tossed and turned, too. Setting back our digital and analog clocks can throw off our biological ones. Each year we ricochet between falling back and springing forward.  I doubt…

Musings at Night

Night  Be still says the brain But the heart can’t stop Spinning its secrets Blue knots of worry Each one tethered to bollards That won’t budge for rest Untangling knot twists One by one, each loosening A tight grip — to sleep.