Category Archives: Writing

Magic of the Moon

I got up yesterday morning at 5:15.  I wanted to see the super blue blood moon. I got up later than I had wanted to. Effing insomnia made me lose sleep again, and I was unable to rise at 4:45 … Continue reading

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Reading, Writing, Wondering

I had always said I would never read on a device. I had always said I would never have a cell phone. Well, you know what they say about “never.” As for “always,” it really can’t be projected into the … Continue reading

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I Begin with the Blues

I begin the New Year with the blues.  (I don’t mean the music, I mean depressed. Just to be clear). But that’s all right. I know I got a brighter day up ahead. I’m working toward it. The end of … Continue reading

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Immortality

I live here in this room. Alone. Metaphorical room, I mean. You, who read this, are here in the room with me, and I’m speaking to you. While you read this, we simultaneously occupy a speck of space in the … Continue reading

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A Poet’s Personal Journey

J was a graduate student when I met her. We were in the same poetry writing class in the mid-80’s. I was an undergrad. (I was in my mid 30’s, divorced, with three children, two teens and a pre-teen.) She … Continue reading

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Summer of Love 2017

It’s the 50th anniversary of the Summer of Love 1967. Maybe I’ll get around to doing a Haight-Ashbury Tour before the summer’s out. Or get out there and take some pics. If I can get passed my agoraphobic panic. I … Continue reading

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Death and Time

© 2017 Death and Time Death loves us. She is there. Always. In the shadows.  Waiting. In our most vulnerable moment, she scoops us up and carts us home, to that place of mystery. She is mother. She sets us … Continue reading

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