
Smoke and haze return
Our murky air unpleasant
Awaiting a good rain
poetry, prose, and photography

Smoke and haze return
Our murky air unpleasant
Awaiting a good rain

Sitting in dim light
Not darkness, tranquil
People highlighted by shadow
Candle’s energy dancing
Upon faces, glinting eyes
Music carries words
Deeper than where
They’ll go
On their own power;
Calmness fills empty spots
Within my soul
Refreshed and
Birthed anew
Seattle’s St. Marks cathedral has hosted compline for decades. Sung evening prayer has roots deep in Christian liturgy and the Anglican tradition. These speak to me deeply, especially in candlelit halls of stone.

Thanks to those who stood
Refusing to accept things
And speak for justice
Enjoying this rest
Last Sunday before school starts
And chaos ensues
This new month begins
One that brings lots of changes
Now it’s September

Seattle’s weekend
Music will be the center
Bumbershoot’s glories
One of my region’s iconic events Bumbershoot. An amazing streets and music festival. And, yes, is named after the German word for umbrella. Seattle’s love for irony.