moons & Junes & Ali Fields

for Fieldsytop rowfar leftSoprano 1steady gaze,lyrics memorized,worlds of adolescent wantingwaiting on the other side of this concertfor students you are haven,for colleagues you are ballast,to your family you are the doorthat won’t ever be deadboltedin February you let me take this yarnJune 6th I’m knitting leg warmersback pew Portsmouth whileyou read Wendell Berry to introduceDeep PeaceI put down my needles& curl up inside the soundI want to glance up at youwhile making slow progresson imperfect holiday giftsas long as we both shall liveToday’s poem I wrote after watching my friend Ali Fields perform with Voices From the Heart in Portsmouth, NH. Ali is “Fieldsy” to me: a wide open field and a born adventurer.New moon as of yesterday; I’m still wading through the murky middle of life transition, but I feel less fear and more constancy in my creative work. My friend Kim Woods reminds us that we’re all invited to shine in her recent post Jupiter in Leo: Your Year to be Boldly Seen.Whatever work you’re up to - loud or lilting - I wish for you friends & chosen family who help you polish yourself back to shining.Thanks for being here. Like all creative endeavors, Monday Morning Muse thrives when you keep showing up! This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit mondaymorningmuse.substack.com/subscribe