Beginners!

When I was a green girl of fifteen, I was first introduced to Walt Whitman’s Leaves of Grass. I’ve written elsewhere of the numinosity of that introduction, but I didn’t mention that one of the poems that most intrigued me was this one: BEGINNERS How they are provided...

The Bird’s the Word

It’s the crows again. I might as well rename this blog Corvine Central. Not on my roof this time, knocking tins of cat food against my skylights or – scarier still – pecking to get in. Not dragging their slick black tail feathers against grass and pavement in...