There were two planes, two trains, a laundromat, a bus and a rental car involved since I left. I am grateful to be having dinner and a not-cold old speckled hen in the place I’ll be laying my head tonight. … Continue reading →
Hope and Memory have one daughter and her name is Art, and she has built her dwelling far from the desperate field where men hang out their garments upon forked boughs to be banners of battle. O beloved daughter of … Continue reading →
I urge all my friends and family though to remember that what happened is part of what Ameica is and more importantly WE are what America is. This is not the time to withdraw into hopelessness and darkness. This is the time to shine the light of goodness and community and hope and to work hard to achieve, on a neighborhood, community, state and national level, all the things we think are important: inclusiveness, commitment, fairness, accountability. All the things. Continue reading →
Nope, I’m here. Just been busy and tired and doing this and that which doesn’t always seem like very much. Put together a packet of poems to send the two workshop teachers I’ll be meeting with soon enough. That’s coming … Continue reading →
Came home from my morning jaunt and found THIS in my mailbox! When my eyes finally peeled away from the fabulous book I found Smeagle looking at me. What stamps! Thanks so much Marge – what a wonderful remembrance of … Continue reading →
If all your peers understand what you’ve done, it’s not creative.
