January 27, 2023

What would the world be, once bereft Of wet and wildness? Let them be left, O let them be left, wildness and wet, Long live the weeds and the wildness yet.

—Gerard Manley Hopkins


January 20, 2023

Life has loveliness to sell, All beautiful and splendid things, Blue waves whitened on a cliff, Soaring fire that sways and sings.

—Sara Teasdale


January 13, 2023

Make a career of humanity. Commit yourself to the noble struggle for equal rights. You will make a better person of yourself, a greater nation of your country, and a finer world to live in.

—Martin Luther King Jr.


January 6, 2023

Home is a place we carry inside ourselves, a place where we welcome the unfamiliar because we know that as time passes it will become the very bedrock of our being.

—Verlyn Klinkenborg


December 30, 2022

The year, whose hopes were high and strong, Has now no hopes to wake; Yet one hour more of jest and song For his familiar sake.

—William Cullen Bryant


December 23, 2022

I heard the bells on Christmas Day Their old, familiar carols play And wild and sweet the words repeat Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

—Henry Wadsworth Longfellow


December 16, 2022

It is the festival of lights, I have no candles. I light one for each night, pray on a row of nine lighthouses.

—Rachel Galvin


December 9, 2022

The world tonight is clear, If only for an hour Orion’s belt encircling us, The far indigo ocean Thundering near And I remember Rain the alley No shortcut home.

—Rose Styron


December 2, 2022

Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air, Are heading home again. Whoever you are, no matter how lonely, The world offers itself to your imagination.

—Mary Oliver


November 25, 2022

We lie on the cold sand and it embraces us, this beach where locals never go in summer and boast of their absence.

—Marge Piercy


November 18, 2022

With incense sweet our thanks ascend; Before thy works our powers pall; Though we should strive years without end, We could not thank thee for them all.

—Paul Laurence Dunbar


November 11, 2022

The water sings along our keel, The wind falls to a whispering breath; I look into your eyes and feel No fear of life or death; So near is love, so far away The losing strife of yesterday.

—Sophie Jewett


November 4, 2022

With night coming early, And dawn coming late, And ice in the bucket And frost by the gate. The fires burn And the kettles sing, And earth sinks to rest Until next spring.

—Elizabeth Coatsworth


October 28, 2022

I saw Lon Chaney Jr. walking with the Queen, Doin’ the werewolves of London I saw a werewolf drinkin’ a piña colada at Trader Vic’s And his hair was perfect.

—Warren Zevon


October 21, 2022

Again the wind Flakes gold-leaf from the trees And the painting darkens — As if a thousand penitents Kissed an icon Till it thinned.

—Jane Hirshfield


October 14, 2022

That a great blue heron Should sail over my house each evening And circle the wet fire of the marsh, Concentrically spiralling down, Is near to holiness for me.

—Marion Lineaweaver


October 7, 2022

The fields lie wrapt in autumn dreams, Beneath the dim, blue vault of night, The moon, like a bark on sluggish streams, Spreads soft her sail of silver light.

—Sadakichi Hartmann


September 30, 2022

The day is yet one more yellow leaf And without turning I kiss the light By an old well on the last of the month Gathering wild rose hips In the sun.

—W.S. Merwin


September 23, 2022

Full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn; Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft The red-breast whistles from a garden-croft; And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.

—John Keats


September 16, 2022

A boy and his dad on a fishing trip — There is a glorious fellowship! Father and son and the open sky, And the white clouds lazily drifting by.

—Edgar Albert Guest


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