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THE SUN, THE MOON, AND THE STARS, and a CAKE… A Birthday Story
Posted on October 25, 2020 Leave a Comment
On the eve of my 34th birthday, my husband walked through the front door around 7 pm after a full day of work. He greeted me with a bouquet of yellow roses, wrapping his arms around my waist in his usual way, while lifting pot lids on the stove. “Mmm, how’s my dear today? I […]
DANIEL BURGESS 1953-2020 Tribute To a True Top Dog
Posted on October 13, 2020 Leave a Comment
You think the wonderful people in your life are going to be around as long as you, especially those in your generation. Life moves fast, a season passes after you’ve said “let’s do lunch”, a birthday passes with a text message greeting, a pandemic hinders plans to make anticipated trips to visit friends and family…
Remembering the 19th Anniversary of 9/11 in 2020
Posted on September 11, 2020 2 Comments
How a Pandemic points the lens on what strengthens us: Hope None of us need anniversaries to remind us of what we cannot forget; nor bumper stickers, marathons, murals or museums. What’s on everyone’s mind every September, particularly in America, is the modern-age tragedy known as 9/11. Recently I’ve received numerous social media shares and […]
AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF MY HEART
Posted on July 25, 2020 1 Comment
Note: This poem is originally formatted in cascading lines, like the cascades of rose petals falling through our life. I apologize that I am not able to harness the technology to reproduce this beautiful format on this platform. Your love: a cascade of shimmering meteors, a cascade of yellow petals. Striding through the aperture of […]
FROM THIS DAY FORWARD
Posted on September 1, 2019 Leave a Comment
In the gather, the organizing, the binding, I am knowing you, again. As the rings are thread through the die-cut hollow along the margins of each page, your story is bound with mine. Read more at http://www.worldtradewidow.com
“TOGETHER”
Posted on May 12, 2019 Leave a Comment
My lover is a young boy again Sitting in the center of a picnic bench Leaning on the edge of a table At a milestone, Ready to leave his infancy. Across the table Invisibly, we sit together, Together and each alone, Waiting for him to envision us. His sons, His wife. We unfurl our breath […]
Owning My Story
Posted on April 18, 2019 Leave a Comment
It’s been fifteen years since that halcyon afternoon on the Caribbean Sea when we smiled and promised eduring love to one another. That we would grow together into the second century of our lives was never in doubt. Was it?
Reinvention is Hell
Posted on July 12, 2018 Leave a Comment
Whether the point of departure is planned or inflicted, the journey to arrival has no clear timeline and feels down right jarring as I fall howling into the unknown. As much as the death of my first husband felt like a dismemberment, and the separation from my current husband feels like an exorcism, the re-invention […]
Mother Divine
Posted on May 13, 2018 2 Comments
If you were here, Would we honor this day Would we call to say hi Send an e-card or bouquet. When I was your child Bubbly and bright Did you one day imagine I’d fall from the light. And when you were ill Did you pray for my soul, Did you ask God […]
