William John Watkinsdaughters

The Good Witch of the North (Tara’s Fifty-second)

THE GOOD WITCH OF THE NORTH (TARA’S FIFTY-SECOND) Long before you inherited the ruby slippers, and the wand that shoots love like a sparkler; long before the tiara of goodness became yours, like her beauty queen’s crown before it, or the gown made of gossamer and silk, shiny and strong as you have grown toContinue reading “The Good Witch of the North (Tara’s Fifty-second)”

The Wonder of Wednesday

Watershed Wednesday is like a gold axle around which the massive stone of the week spins. We listen to your voice on Wednesdays, differently than when you call, though it is a joy to us however we hear it. It is a such a beautiful voice, your radio voice, so polished and professional, so resonant,Continue reading “The Wonder of Wednesday”

For Tara the Baserunner

I love the way your spirit slides with reckless abandon at full speed taking out shortstops without the least hint of malice. I love the way it overruns every base challenging life’s outfielders to try to pick it off, daring infielders to make the wild throw its exuberance makes inevitable. I love the way itContinue reading “For Tara the Baserunner”

All My Ancestors Breathe With Me

I like to watch my breath go up the sky, winter nights when the sky is royal blue, like a ghost late for heaven and climbing fast. I think my Norse ancestors stood the same, the snow crunching under their shuffling feet on the late watch, breathing puffs of spirit upward. And the Welsh magicianContinue reading “All My Ancestors Breathe With Me”