Category Archives: Poetry

In the Meanwhile. Meanworld?

And the now becomes a meanwhile. Take every layer of definition of that word, and apply it. Life is all meanwhile. And so are books. Meanwhile insinuates between each section and line and word–in the writing and the reading–of them. … Continue reading

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Push “Send”

I wait for the clock to read 10:10. Just for the balance. And I am too tired to stay up until 11:11 (my favorite time offers the same front-to-back and back-to-front). A candle flickers–the one purchased at the Bette Midler … Continue reading

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Ritual for the Muse

Ritual marks moments that need to be honored and noted. The culture of this country does not support or encourage as much ritual as I crave, so it must be created. When my daughter returns for a visit, I place … Continue reading

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Transitions. New Roles. Declaring Myself a Novelist.

Bread is baked. Good Luck Soup is assembled. My son and his friend are down in his “man cave,” alternating guitar and bass jamming with video games. Their voices rotate in unreliable pitches from deep to shrill just below my … Continue reading

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To Begin a Journey

At dawn…I will be in a jet with my children, rising and lifting and heading to Chicago. And from there, another heavy transcendence in steel-riveted cocoon of metal with wings, pushing east, into time reversed, to arrive in London, just … Continue reading

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Heirloom

As my mother awakened, she motioned for me to come to her side. The acrid scent of anesthetic drifted from her. With an elegant hand she drew me to her, and whispered, “Did they take it?” I nodded. “Come closer,” … Continue reading

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Three Gifts Reflection

For the holidays, my favorite daughter gave me a new wallet (“the biggest they had”) with a compartment inscribed “passport.” Today I put mine in there, along with a fresh new bill larger than I ever typically carry, and a … Continue reading

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Good Intentions Are Open To Interpretation

The posts that have not happened: – a reflection on the tenth anniversary of 9/11 where taking a group of adult learners to an art museum eased the shock and heart ache. – my personal story of more than two … Continue reading

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State Fair

It’s one of my guilty pleasures. I consider myself a stealth fair-goer. It’s all about finding those quiet spaces in the midst of all the hubbub to watch and consider and be reminded of a great number of things. My … Continue reading

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Progress Report

My daughter asked to see old photos and books from my youth. We found the tub of scrapbooks and photos not too far down in a pillar of storage boxes tucked in a closet. We looked at old photos of … Continue reading

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