Most every work day for more than 11 years, Dena wrote a love note, poem or other thought, on a napkin - and tucked it in Marshal's lunch - a ritual of the heart. At the beginning of 2009, Marshal started typing them up. It became our practice to share the Daily Napkin with you, OUR ritual of the heart. Then, in October 2015, Marshal retired, so the whole dynamic changed. Dena took several months to re-evaluate and decide what she was going to do. Since she is also simplifying, she is in the process of incorporating all 8 (including this one) websites into one. With that in mind, the poetry of the napkin is now joined with her art and/or photography images. May you enjoy them. May they feed your spirit.

Friday, November 21, 2014

Near the Line

a while back
with tilted eyes and monikers
whilst tippy toes clod-hopped

she discovered 
quite unobtrusively
that quietly
with no pomp 
the circumstance of near arrival
of a large marking of time
spent judiciously 
on a daily basis
was fast approaching

the fear of success
or the idea of achievement 
hobbled her
almost instantaneously
so much so
that all regular habits
died on the spot

* * *
still
the roots live
deep and strong
whether near some invisible line
or not
and new sprouts and shoots
are bound to grow

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After this post we have 10 more posts to reach 1,000. And each of those days a single effort is all it will take to re-kindle the habit of the Daily Napkin.
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