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?

I don’t see color

I don’t see color they say but I do, we are no stewpot where everything simmers to a bland monotone as if a melting pot is a goal not an impossibility– for every us there is a them I don’t … Continue reading

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Full strawberry moon

A day named this on my calender ought to be heady, sweet round with the promise of summer & growing things Not this bitter harvest of a seed pressed deep in new world dirt 500 years ago but we must … Continue reading

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If this is what is possible

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

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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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