“Mom, I Don’t Feel Good”

Or the Importance of TherMOMeters When I was a girl, if I went to my mom in the morning on a school day and said, “I don’t feel good,” she had a routine response. She would first feel my forehead with that hand of hers. It seemed to me then, and does still now, that... Continue Reading →

I Feel Like an Elephant

Because June, for all of its weddings and graduations and summer celebrations, is also, for so many I know, a month to remember those we have lost, I decided to share an old favorite poem of mine. Both of my parents died in June. A dear friend's deceased son was born in June. There are... Continue Reading →

Four Friends, Two Babies, and the Ellipsis of Friendship

It is one of the absolute greatest pleasures in life to touch base with old friends after many years and to find the connection has not frayed or weakened as old wiring might do. Instead, the sparks all fire right on cue, and laughter, intelligence, and camaraderie ensue as they always had, as if no... Continue Reading →

From Across the Room

From Across the Room I listened from across the room her giggles and secrets forcing my eyes to stay open so I could hear her make growing up sound as magic as the parade of perfume bottles Chantilly and Shalimar on her dresser, I unscrewed the shiny tops before school to smell my future and she never... Continue Reading →

Divorce in Two Poems, or Two Kisses as it Were, Second Person

April is Poetry Month. Poetry Challenge. Poem a Day. Nos 29 and 30. El Fin. Kiss Away May You put our kiss away tucked it in a drawer below rolled socks, old Valentines and a couple of quarters; underneath that newspaper with Bridget’s picture on it and your Boy Scout scarf. You put our kiss... Continue Reading →

Louder than the Hummingbirds

April Is Poetry Month. Poem A Day Challenge. No. 28 Louder than the Hummingbirds Jill paid a surprise visit last night arriving with Jay, a bottle of wine a pile of poems and a cooling story about a guy from Alaska who couldn't meet her downtown after all. We sat in the twilight of early... Continue Reading →

Torture, Cancer, Betrayal, and Flight, Four Poems

Poetry Month, Poem A Day, Poem Nos 18, 19, 20, and 21 Scavenger’s Daughter Their marriage was like a scavenger’s daughter, each day the pressure greater, doubling her heartache. She was broken, her ears bled. He said he’d let up. It was just that he hated his boss, job, dog, car, kids, the mayor. As... Continue Reading →

The Twelfth Fret

Poetry Month, Poem A Day, No. 17 The Twelfth Fret for Sandra The bridge was wide enough only for one dog and me, it crosses an arroyo chiseled out of the red earth like a wound needing sutures and waiting for the flood. “D’ya see those concrete blocks?” a hiker asked waiting for me to... Continue Reading →

An Ode to My Mom’s Scones

Poetry Month, Poem A Day, No. 12 An Ode to My Mom's Scones Not quite a cake, much less investment not nearly as ordinary or typical as toast. Doesn't matter if you do, or if you don't dress it guarantees pleasure for hand, mouth and nose. The Irish claim it, the British take credit, but... Continue Reading →

Get Off the Phone! A Pantoum

Poetry Month, Poem A Day, No. 11 Get Off the Phone! A Pantoum Tripping across the long blue cable strung across the carpet like a snake someone has taken the phone to their room what secrets do her whispers make? Strung across the carpet like a snake I follow the wrung-out telephone cord secrets whisper,... Continue Reading →

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