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My Departed Darlings
Posted on February 22, 2022 2 Comments
This poem is the fifth of a 365-day project I began last week. Though my plans neither include completing nor posting my daily writings, I felt complled to post today’s exercise on this day of multiple duality, 2/22/2022.
On Being A Beginner, Again
Posted on February 17, 2022 Leave a Comment
I know how to do a lot of things. I know how to search for a missing person with a toothbrush and a comb. I know how to stage a funeral when there’s no body, and how to resurrect a broken one. I know how to take my child to a doctor when the bleeding […]
Superbowl Sunday
Posted on February 13, 2022 1 Comment
I’m not an American football fan. The oldest in a family of three girls, I didn’t grow up around football. My father was on the high school track team in the 1950’s and my mother was cheerleader and an usherette in high school. I ran track and Cross Country and played Little League Softball throughout […]
DAVIN R. GARCIA
Posted on November 13, 2021 Leave a Comment
365 days ago, fifty close family members and friends gathered on a rainy morning in Poughkeepsie, New York, during a pre-vaccinated pandemic, to pay tribute to my beautiful boy, Davin Richard Garcia. 8,760 hours ago, my tears washed over a white granite box, containing the fragments of a mother’s, and father’s, love and dreams for […]
SELF PORTRAIT AS OYSTER
Posted on October 25, 2021 Leave a Comment
I am a sumptuous delicacy raked from shallows of brackish bays, shucked through mantle by twisting blade, popped hollows of creamy white meat gulped—raw. If you wet your hunger with my tenderness, you cede to be ruined. I will tranquilize your frailty and cut you with my truths. To be vital, mustn’t one be capable […]
David Garcia Memorial Service, October 13, 2001
Posted on October 14, 2021 Leave a Comment
On a severe clear Saturday, two-decades ago, my family and I remembered my love; husband, daddy, son, brother, uncle, cousin. Three weeks planning a funereal service on a barrier island in a public State Park and with the iconic Boardwalk restaurant, culminated in a beautiful celebration of life with violins and butterflies. Funerals and memorial […]
BEAUTY
Posted on September 23, 2021 Leave a Comment
Beauty is the internal living flame that illuminates what we belong to. Remembering the beauty of my mother, Elizabeth “Lizzie” Teseny Rieb, on the occasion of her birth, 78 Septembers ago. Though the hangers in her closet hung bare, disrobed of her flowery pleated dresses and soft cotton cardigans weeks after my 18th birthday, her […]
WAKING INTO SEPTEMBER 12TH, 2021 Continuing Beyond Twenty-Years of My 9/11 Life
Posted on September 12, 2021 2 Comments
After moving through Twenty-years of 9/11, I find strength in the pain to continue my journey with hope.
ONE SINGLE DAY
Posted on September 11, 2021 2 Comments
A Tribute in Poem to all of the victims and families whose lives were changed in an instant, on one single September’s day.
As I Approach the Twentieth Anniversary of September 11th
Posted on September 8, 2021 1 Comment
The pressure begins mid-July, with the surge of email, postal letters, and ramped-up 9/11 media aggrandizement. On August 1st, the tunnel of lasts and memorial making opens its dark eye, drawing me into the force that always unfurls my sons and I into the bedrock, with the others, to gather, to mourn, to embrace, to […]
