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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
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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A working manuscript
I’ve added the whole of a poetry manuscript under the Poems tab. “The Map of Longing” is in that mysterious and slippery classification of “working manuscript.” In other words…I keep changing it. I selected poems written between 2000 to 2006. … 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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Finding the words
I am not a Luddite. Maybe a little techno-resistant. Certainly not an early adapter. I am dazzled by all the options open to writers and others in the blog-sphere. And I will persevere until I have everything integrated…but right now, … Continue reading
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The stories are what matters most.
The more you read this, the more I’ll want to write.
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