Tagged: rebirth and renewal

Poem: A Fresh Coat

When spring arrives, bearing birds and buds upon its shoulders, The chips and cracks of winter announce themselves Starkly Bluntly almost. With no consideration for propriety. The porch cries out for a fresh coat of paint, a new veneer to camouflage the imperfections Lurking beneath. The dog loses his hair, dropping shiny threads where he...

Grow, Purge, Renew

When I was a child, once a year my family would conduct what my uncle the Marxist called “the great purge.” We would cull from our closets old clothes and other unwanted stuff, and make a giant charitable donation to Goodwill Industries, a local organization aiding the developmentally disabled. There was a sense of cleansing...