Pitter Patter

O child, my child Take care where you tread These people, glass beneath your feet. They shimmer, dazzling But they are broken.   O child, young child How gently your hands cradle These shattered fragments before you. A jigsaw heap for you to fix, Beware their jagged edges.   O child, lovely child You place … Continue reading Pitter Patter

Ep 5: “Morning Song,” Sylvia Plath

Audio is hard! Wanna help? Check out that coffee cup in the top corner of this blog page to contribute to my Real Live Podcasting Microphone Fund! Help Honey in My Hair grow! Morning Song Love set you going like a fat gold watch. The midwife slapped your footsoles, and your bald cry Took its … Continue reading Ep 5: “Morning Song,” Sylvia Plath