Articles by Susan Moorhead

Two leaves falling in an autumn skysuddenly caught in a swirl of wind.Instead of their expected journey from tree to ground, they move [...]

Tulip feverSpring sprungJazz pinkBlush loveHope cupsDrink deepPetal kissDon’t think Top photo: [...]

Spring had harbored in our town, and I left the green froth of new leaves and washes of red tulips as I headed north, an [...]

I glanced in the rear view mirror as I shiftedinto reverse, something bid me look again beforestepping on the gas. A round cheerful face [...]

My Twitter feed seems to be a longlist of people saying they have lost their mother, their brother or sister, their father, their [...]

If you hold a sparrowin the cup of your hand,a found one, stunnedby the smash of glassthat was window not sky,forever after, when you see [...]

It takes so little to enter the green world. It asks nothing of you, willing to hold youwithout fear or division as you wander in. Stand [...]

She pries back the lid of an old take-out food container and reveals him, mottled, dark and damp; he hisses. She speaks to him calmly, my [...]