Author Archives: Susan L Daniels

About Susan L Daniels

I am a firm believer that politics are personal, that faith is expressed through action, and that life is something that must be loved and lived authentically--or why bother with any of it?

If this is what is possible

This greening at the tips This crocus open, irislike And unexpected   I’ll welcome it Advertisements

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I Read Job to Be Reminded

It is not God I should accuse but us: We were not there when You laid the foundation when You set the cornerstone. We are flawed with our cracked clay feet, unfit for keeping. Fallen. I read Job to understand awe: We … Continue reading

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the crust

I make bread not the way mom and grandma did, kneading until knuckles were clean of flour but with my Kitchenaid with a dough hook funny how that smell of bread, still warm cut open spread with butter and honey … Continue reading

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End of March, beginning of April

I am a hunter of fiddleheads and spruce tips for a spring salad in this time of snow still melting on the north side of the hill and leaves not yet raked up at the edges of my lawn this … Continue reading

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29 years later

29 years after I bound up and silenced that voice in my head/in my heart or wherever it is we carry love and defend it even when it hurts us, that voice coming from the same place baby chimps listen … Continue reading

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A charm against loneliness

I.  Ingredients Local honey. One apple, core not quite removed, like the space left empty for brown sugar and raisins, if we were baking, which we are not. One name, murmured at night just before dreaming. II.  Method Write the name … Continue reading

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March Hill

Its March and the sap started in February so who knows when the maples will bud in this cycle of freeze/false spring we know so well here but its March and we’ve all lived past that high peak, the one … Continue reading

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