Author Archives: janemwoodman

I’m on Medium. This blog is now a storage site. I’m mining it but not writing here because the site no longer works fully for me.

I need a place for my poetry, but not being able to edit makes WP unusable.

So I am giving up on WordPress.

These are the rewarded days when beans In green and purple rise through briefest night, And dun-faced squash reveals it’s fired heart At once in concert with fall’s crystal and light. While brias-fanned leaves go speckled with the change To … Continue reading →

This still Summer Sunday quiet shimmers in early sunlight with the hoverflies and beetles waking in the gardens. Even the gravel trucks and tractors that will again rip the asphalt outside my windows tomorrow powered by bones of mastodons and … Continue reading →

Piccolo of fireflies, oboe of gray toad, far-off strings of starlight whisper secret music’s code. Heavy air, its promises of cymbal-crashing light harmonize with moondrone until clouds overtake the night. Now percussive raindrops beat their welcome rhythms, first on dancing … Continue reading →

Listening tastes best when it’s mostly silence lying light on the tongue light like the glance of an eye that loves you and knows you are always within sight. This glowing green day is covered with quiet sounds wrensong punctuating … Continue reading →

Grey blankets the sky lowers the city’s ceiling to make clanging of church bells run across pocked streets fill the holes to overflow continue impossibly uphill to my green sanctuary to its altar of poppies of beets, cabbages, tomatoes-to-be where … Continue reading →

Even wrensong stops in mid-afternoon simmer of her leafy greens

House wren’s single three-part song persists Across all hours of the sunlit day; While drenched in heat and light or cloudy mist, She sings to send intrusions far away. She sings – he sings – for warnings, not for me … Continue reading →