A Deep Silence Beckons
I’ve been deaf since birth but have been able to make my way in the world of the hearing well enough, with the help...
Tag: silence
The Air is so Still
All morning, I could hear light rain rapping against the sunroom roof, tapping out a rhythm to accompany the melody of a windchime. It’s...
Is Silence the Answer?
Silence doesn’t echo itself. It doesn’t create copies of itself. Silence waits for us to slow down enough that we can hear the deep...
Thanksgiving, Native America Day, 10/10/16
Today is Thanksgiving in Canada–so it feels like a good day to be thankful for the silence of the Canadian forest. The Sound of...
Language and Silence
“Think before you speak” can be good advice if you tend to blurt out things you later regret. But for some of us, it...
A Broken System
Why do two back-to-back political conventions leave us so exhausted, so doubtful that their gushing enthusiasms amounted to anything more than fantasy? How can...
Monster Mash–by Ken McKeon
(Ken’s poem could be about the search for scapegoats, so ubiquitous in today’s headlines) Frost famously asked Which does one prefer, Fire or ice,...
The 4th of July At The Shore (By Ken McKeon)
Easy to pay attention to a marching band all brassed up and high shine Trumpeting, with booming tubas and commanding drums, Strutting out still...
A poem by Ken McKeon
Florence Sur Les Champs-Élysées It’s all on or nothing, and that last completely Nails you down, planks you under-lid, that, The last door, and...
Echosaurus.
Water Fish, Wind Bird, and Gaia are three ancient guardians of Planet Earth. But Gaia (who watches over the land and all that grows...