by Mary McKSchmidt | Aug 17, 2026 | 2026, Poetry
At first, I thought it a monarchand held my breath so it might landand feel safe on the Queen’s lace, unlike the fields laced with pesticidesit must cross as it journeys each winter to the fir forests of Mexico. But the black line of distinctionacross...
by Mary McKSchmidt | Jul 20, 2026 | 2026, Poetry
If Calvin can have Hobbes, why shouldn’t Mother and I create an imaginary world, assigning names and personalitiesto the assortment of stuffed animalsperched on her bed eavesdropping on our daily chair chat conversations? They were our buddies, our kids,our family,...
by Mary McKSchmidt | Jul 6, 2026 | 2026, A Bench and a Tree, Blog Post, Poetry
a long dash skipper a place of nourishment ninebark’s offering It was hot. And still I walked. Looking for butterflies. Smelling the sweet fragrances of summer. Listening to birdsong. Exercising—for walking is now my preferred form of exercise. JB McCombs, co-leader...
by Mary McKSchmidt | Jun 29, 2026 | Poetry, 2026, A Bench and a Tree
Like how the Red Admiral leans into the creamy white flowersof the ninebark, its tube-like proboscisprobing deep into the blossomto sip the sweetness, like howthe butterfly’s spindly legscan’t help but brush against the clusters of stamen emanating from...
by Mary McKSchmidt | Jun 22, 2026 | 2026, A Bench and a Tree, Blog Post
The quest to provide shaded benches in public spaces for the people of Michigan is not easy.And yet, after walking with Mother the last eleven years of her life, presenting to thirteen audiences throughout west Michigan, meeting with book clubs, and hearing from...
