Wednesday, June 24, 2009

For Misha on her birthday.


Waking from sleep
twice of late
I have felt your presence
announced by fragrance
of bee and lavender
which you made for me.
Even though that small jar is closed and in the drawer--
I know it's you
come to visit me
while you sleep no doubt
your spirit finds free to waft toward
and toward--your grandmother--
as in the old days when you were three and snuggled so happily
onto my very pillow--
Such a good presence you are still--forever.

(c)-- Barbara Smith Stoff

Monday, June 22, 2009

Again, I begin with a thought from ...William Stafford's poem "An Introduction to Literature"... we have to live that dream into stories
and hold them close at you, close at the
edge we share....