Language of Enchantment
The fairy fog hovered like a low-lying spell stretching out and gliding towards. She covered all she touched in whispering shades of...
Night Bathing
Right outside my window a rain of birdsong rushes in - chickadees chatting, warblers whistling, blue jays commanding and robins...
Coyotes
I was walking down the stairs late last night when a coyote, shrouded in leafy shadows, punctured the nighttime quietude with a single,...
Belonging
Up above the loose lilac light slips through the silver-stretched clouds slumbering across the day’s dimming sky. And here down below I...
Vocation
I just want to play unburdened and unbothered in this grassy meadow of wild being. Holding half formed words up toward the light and...
Inhabiting the Inexpressible
I began this poem in a doctor's office while reading Astrophysics for People in a Hurry by Neil deGrasse Tyson. I found myself having to...
The Power of Attention
A few days ago, a friend asked me what I do for fun. She wasn't the first person to ask me that question, and I'm sure she wont be the...
Mirroring the Light
Mirroring the Light by Lauren Taub Cohen The setting sun spills its splendor across the soft, receiving sand and I study how the light...
Long Island Summers
Long Island Summers by Lauren Taub Cohen The sweet and sudden smell of waffle cones combined with the saccharine scent of ice cream...
