Poetry

We may yet contemplate the emergent beauty...

Some people dont think anyone lives at the three-way juncture where Cyndi Lauper meets Nirvana meets Jane Austen. Dana Miller does, however, reside there.

Awakening occurs in every direction, like the moon becoming pregnant with light.

What burdens does our long lost father lay on a cold pillow in front of the night?

Mortality informs the epiphany of a child.

Love is a blissful state of unknowing.

Its spring - at last its spring.

Once we acknowledge loss, we look for something new to take into our hearts.