There is beauty in such brevity. There amidst the whisper of ancient secrets and sweet exchanges — one shared moment. Timeless and time-full. Brushed shoulders on a crowded street, “I’m sorry. I loved you. Good-bye.” • • • Words ©2013, Jen Payne. New York City street photo by Bernard Safran.

I’m Not the Only One

I was born after Yesterday and before Good Morning. I missed the mania and the invasion. When the older kids were drawing their logo on book covers and bathroom stalls, I was pinning up Shaun Cassidy posters on my wall. I know more lyrics from the Bee Gees/Peter Frampton movie than I do the actual... Continue Reading →

Saying Grace

There are days I trip over myself trying to make it from one end to the other. How easily my feet get tangled in things over which I have no control. I wish angels would whisper what I often forget: Grace. • • • ©2012, Jen Payne

What Purgation Blooms?

Lovely and mysterious Hellebore, here blooms in Central Park at the beginning of March. She is known by many names: Christmas Rose, Lenten Rose, Snow Rose, Black Nisewort. Though strikingly beautiful set against the gray of winter, do not be fooled. Hellebore is one of the four classic poisons — cousin to nightshade, hemlock and... Continue Reading →

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