This post begins a series where I will be associating songs with poems from two of David Whyte's books: Consolations and Consolations II. I don't yet own physical copies of these books, but I do have access to audio readings of the poems, voiced by…

I was distracted, going home on 71, and you turned your head left, waiting for cars to move through my lane You were struck by the winter sun— your face, Caravaggio, held in my frame a brief intent carried in the crossing of shadow and…