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Poetry

Thus, Will a Way Open

I grieve the horrific mass shootings that occurred while I was recently out of studio. Had I been at home instead of traveling, I’d have offered you a timely word instead of material scheduled in…
Phyllis Cole-Dai
June 7, 2022
PCD Round Up

PCD Round Up (May)

A brief roundup for May, as I'm currently out of studio, traveling with Jihong and Nathan. We're on a whirlwind roadtrip to North Carolina, Virginia, and Washington, DC. Once we get back to South Dakota,…
Phyllis Cole-Dai
June 2, 2022
Insights

Mother

Note: This past Sunday, many people in the U.S. observed Mother’s Day. I wrote my mother an acrostic poem for the occasion. In an acrostic poem, certain letters in each line (typically the first letters) spell…
Phyllis Cole-Dai
May 9, 2022
Mindfulness

Lighting The Way Home

This is my version of a story I first heard from Laura Packer. I keep retelling it in different settings, because the world keeps needing to hear it.   In the beginning, there was only light…
Phyllis Cole-Dai
April 18, 2022
Poetry

Some Thoughts From The Train

Spanish-American chef José Andrés and his nonprofit World Central Kitchen have been on the ground in Ukraine and neighboring countries since war broke out on February 24. They work with partner restaurants, community kitchens, and…
Phyllis Cole-Dai
April 10, 2022
Poetry

Hiking Through Poetry

I've been out of studio this week. No worries, I'm fully recovered from last week's kidney stone attack (thanks for your well wishes). But with Jihong's university on spring break, we've headed for the hills—the Black…
Phyllis Cole-Dai
March 21, 2022
Mindfulness

It’s More Than Nothing

Shortly after midnight, I’m wakened by severe spasms in my belly and gnawing pain in my lower back. Almost at once I recognize the symptoms: kidney stones. I’ve experienced such an attack before. Passing big…
Phyllis Cole-Dai
March 14, 2022
Insights

Lemon Tree, Very Pretty

Lemon tree, very pretty, and the lemon flower is sweet But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat …   Do you remember this folk song about disappointed love? So much hinges…
Phyllis Cole-Dai
February 21, 2022