Tag Archives: Poetry
Greetings From The Future
I have a separate blog for my poetry (With Resistance). But a great friend gave me a beautiful journal for my birthday, and told me to write a poem in it. So I did. *** GREETINGS FROM THE FUTURE Remember that girl from high school?the one you called Horseface?the one you called Lardo? Remember that …
Old Poetry
When I was a teenager, I wrote a lot of poetry. Some of it was good – I won a few awards. But most of it was typical adolescent mediocrity. Life is never more unfair or more glorious than when you are seventeen. Most of it didn’t survive. I remember only orphan lines. They come …
Poetry And Poverty
Louise Gluck has been awarded the Nobel Prize for Literature. I am familiar with the name. I had to re-familiarize myself with her poetry. Life moves from poetry to prose. In high school and college, Poetry saturated me. I have been searching for a better word than saturate. But that’s the one. Poetry surrounded me …
Rethinking Reincarnation
About five years ago, when I was in one of my rare poetic moods, I wrote a poem about Reincarnation. Here it as, and it’s short, so if you are one of the millions of poetry-averse souls, be assured that you can get it through it very quickly and go on without much long-lasting trauma. …
College Moments
I always have it in September. A wistfulness. I loved school. Not elementary or high school though. College. How I loved college. I finally found a place that suited me completely. The atmosphere of learning. The very air charged with intelligence.Living right where you went to school. Walking to classes. The pride of reading. And …
Einstein Boating
A question – amongst all the questions I ask myself in my so-called older years: What is worth spending money on? Do I really want new clothes when I have drawers and drawers of clothes? Well, yes, of course I do. But how much will more sweaters add to my happiness in my twilight …
There’s No Escaping Me
About a month ago, I stumbled upon a quote by one of my favorite authors. It resonated with me, and I posted it on my Facebook author page: Yes. Yes. This is not only why I read – it is also why I write. I love taking myself to another world and living an alternative …
The List Of Us
(While my computer undergoes a (hopefully) brief hospitalization, here’s a poem from my poetry site With Resistance.) The List Of Us In my father’s wallet we found one small sheet torn from a notebook folded and re-folded sliced through in the crease and in my father’s careful hand were all his children’s names and birthdates …
My Husband Secures His Spot In Heaven
Today is my wedding anniversary. Twenty-two years ago – (to the disbelief of my family who had given up all hope) – and to my own surprise as well – I walked down the aisle of a pretty church and married a sweet crazy person. And I am still surprised (and happy and thankful and …
Life-Changing
(I promise I will be silly again in a few days, but I’m somber today.) One night over dinner, about thirty years ago, my father was feeling philosophical. He started talking about events that happen in your life that change you. Not just for a while, or in some superficial way – but change who …
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