Almanack Contributor Annette Pisano-Higley

Annette Pisano-Higley is a Registered Nurse living in both Albany and Florida. She is a published song-lyricist and published a book of her original Adirondack poetry, with photography by her husband Walter Higley, Adirondack Echoes, available on Annette’s book was inspired by their idyllic summers at the beloved family Camp on Limekiln Lake, Inlet, in the beautiful Adirondacks. Her second book, Kaleidoscope, is an eclectic collection of original poetry as inspired by the ever-changing colors and directions of life.

Sunday, March 24, 2024


Hand on a tree.

Wise enough to know, that I do not know,
The mysteries, reasons, answers, solutions.
I know I am a vessel, only.

But, in the being of that one thing,
I receive warmth of sun and the prisms of rain,
I hear melodies of sea and wind and laughter of children,

Tuesday, February 13, 2024

Mothers Weave Their Children’s Hearts

Mother and daughter weaving

A Valentine for All Moms… 

From tender filaments, 

Mothers weave the precious hearts of their children. 

Out of freshest, greenest blades of supple, new grass, 

They nurture them into living tapestries 

Of discovery and promise. 

» Continue Reading.

Sunday, December 31, 2023

Poetry: Glitter-Ball

Happy New Year 2024 with hat and confetti


Three…two…one…the glitter-ball drops,
Lighting upturned faces, lifting hearts,
With kisses and tears, hopes and fears,
It brings with it, that so-needed hope.
The good and the bad, and the in-between,
The brief and the enduring, intersect,
Intersect, like life in its inscrutability,
Intersect, at the crossroads of the world.

Sunday, December 24, 2023

Beholding the Birth of Stars

Three wiseman graphic

Baby steps, one, two…no need to rush…
These are days to be savored.
Turn thoughts to olden times, glory times, remembering the joy.
Let gossamer nets of twinkling lights drape gently o’er the rush of the day,
Illuminating truths that are created now, in the midst of those that endure.
Listen to angelic melodies of souls exalted, sung across the lands. 

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Thursday, November 23, 2023

We Gather

Statement about giving thanksBy Annette Pisano-Higley

Just knowing that it has not changed,

In its essence,

One of the few precious things that continues,

Though the Who, What, Where, of it


It remains a time to pause, breathe, remember,

Love, appreciate, thank,

Perhaps touch…

» Continue Reading.

Thursday, November 9, 2023

Poetry: Weaver of Dreams

Orchard Orbweaver Spider (Leucauge venusta) in orb style web

Orb-weaver appears, suspended in air,
Like my wisps of thought.
She of the Araneidae clan,
With banded legs like slivers of tortoiseshell, » Continue Reading.

Sunday, October 8, 2023

Poetry: Season of the Witch

Dia de muertos.
Season of the Witch
(Homage to multi-cultural witch tales)

In this Season, Día de los Muertos dawns with dread,

Horse-faced La Siguanaba, crying La Llorona,

Bruja, La Strega, Le Belle Dame Sans Merci,

All of them…will walk again,

» Continue Reading.

Saturday, September 9, 2023

Forever Wild

limekiln lake
Forever Wild
Striking blues and greens and pristine whites,
A moving portrait, stirring all the senses.
Boats briefly add base tones,
While kayaks kiss gentle lake waves silently.
Rhythmic, lapping water, like lullabies, emanate,
Lake sings sonatas. Loons yodel arias.
Whispering trees play muffled snares in accompaniment.
Glacial mountains are the backdrop
Of a moving, breathing, vital landscape,
Where life transforms magically, into living art.
Rustic cabins, family ‘Camps’, and boathouses,
Old and new, planks and logs, red, brown, pine-colored,
Frame the shore like a picturesque needlepoint.
The Adirondack high peaks trap pillowy clouds and welcome hikers
To a sacred place where black bear and deer roam freely.
All the families, the generations, the traditions here,
Weave the wonderment of it, the ‘forever-ness’ of it,
“God’s Country” fulfills its ancient destiny year after year,
It is the Brigadoon of our hearts and dreams,
And by it, we are supremely blessed.
Annette Pisano-Higley’s second book, Kaleidoscope, is now available. It is an eclectic collection of original poetry as inspired by the ever-changing colors and directions of life. Her first book can be bought here.

Saturday, August 26, 2023


Water and fire stalk the Earth. Four corners are burning, drowning.
The putrid breath of a chindi taints the air, withering the stalks of golden corn,
Separating them from their mother soil until the land beneath lies barren,
Seeded only with the cries of the suffering. » Continue Reading.

Monday, August 14, 2023

Limekiln Lake

Limekiln Lake

Unlock the rough-hewn path
to my heart,
Unlock the winding way
to my soul,
Welcome me.
Pine and wind whisper me clean,
whisper me peaceful.
Blurs of hovering hummingbirds
vibrate with joy, with freedom.
Lake sings sibilant sonnets of song,
life flowing from it in silver laps and ripples.
Northern Sun tosses children’s tresses,
lighting their faces,
while an appreciative shutter clicks,
On a radiant portrait of forever.

Sunday, June 11, 2023

Poetry: Lone Bird

poetry logo







Lone Bird

Steaming sun rays vaporize dawn’s soft dew,
Piercing through trees like shafts of fire, molten gold.
Perfume of wet soil and new growth wafts, permeating all.
Blades of grass wave, beckon, entice.

Saturday, May 13, 2023

Poetry: Can We But Live

Exterior image of camp/house
Can We But Live
Like tender pink spring blossoms bedecking tree limbs,
And arrow-peaks of infant conifers emerging from cold earth,
Rebirth and change, in their pristine delicacy, their exquisite bond,
Clean dried scales from tired eyes too long clouded,
While staunching tears too freshly spilled,
All, in an undisclosed and ever-changing plan.

Wednesday, January 25, 2023

Poetry: Enough

Hibernating bear


Even here,

Pulling comforters close,

We are like sheltering bears,

Warming against each other,

In the comfort of each other,

Against the threat of elements

So beyond our control.

‘Together’ was ever the safe word.

Safe in a spreading wealth,

Of caves, trees, concrete, steel,

Of hands touching.

Buzzing hives of us,

Together is all we have.

Donning socks and scarves,

Against whatever may come,

We hope, we hope, we pray,

That together,

We’ll be strong enough.


Photo at top: Hibernating bears. Photo provided by Annette Pisano-Higley.

Monday, January 16, 2023

Poem: What I Learned From Butterflies

What I Learned From Butterflies
Along my way, the butterflies whispered to me

About the nature of their lives. They said,
Everything changes in its own time,
As predestined, pre-ordained,
This is God’s supreme mystery.

Tuesday, January 3, 2023

Poetry: For The New Year

For The New Year

To those who gather family near,
Or are alone from year to year,
To those who give and who receive,
To those who may or not believe,
I send these words across the miles,
And right next door, where waits a child,
In hopes of better days ahead,
For peace, with no more tears to shed,
For love of earth and love of man,
For reaching out to all we can,
To stop wars here and in far lands,
To mute the guns and soothe the cries
Of innocents, make safe their lives.
Hope can rise when fear is gone,
Life is strong, free to go on.
When greed abounds, no good can grow,
Nor mercy thrive, nor justice flow.
New Year bells must righteous ring,
O’er everyone and everything,
Ring out the old, ring in the new,
And Happy New Year, is my wish for you

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