When the breeze catches just right I can smell the gardenias in the neighbor’s yard. A pretty fiction, with ivory blossoms in their full unfurl that smell like grace and bruise like egos. I suspect it would supersede accepted customs to clip a couple for my own. Or pitch a chair in closer proximity for… Continue reading Redolent Of
Tag: poetry
Verses, Curses
Context: For most of this year, I haven't been writing creatively. It was a massively busy work year, sprinkled with some personal dysfunction, loss, and emotional and logistical disarray. I've been feeling the pull to write again, but lacking any creative spark or flow to my thoughts. Tonight I was bound and determined to set… Continue reading Verses, Curses
Then Let it Rain
Here, it rains even under full sun, each weighted drop shone through, cleansing. I’m sure of less than all I thought I knew before— how obvious now. I am heavier since the lightening, somehow gaining with the loss. Still I idle in the fractured glow, needing yet to be reassured. Later, the grass will appear… Continue reading Then Let it Rain
caroline ridgway 