Chicago, my new favorite novel

Chicago, my new favorite novel

Have you ever loved a book so much that you’ve revisited a few random pages each night before going to sleep? Have you begun a book, put it aside and then come upon it weeks later, having forgotten entirely that you’d cracked it open? Both scenarios are...
My mother’s poems

My mother’s poems

I was going through some papers tonight and found four poems my mother wrote when she was in high school and one from when she was in college. (Her wedding photo is to the left.) Dawn Dawn— The hour when day, Like a butterfly, Creeps from the cocoon Of night. Painting...
She Believes, an unexpected poem

She Believes, an unexpected poem

I thought this would be a story, but it turned into a poem. She Believes She can’t sleep Mind full, not mindful 1:30 a.m., it bothers her Wisteria gone wild, yes, wisteria after a dozen years of peace spreading rude tendrils across the yard choking the tomatoes 2...
THE DOG RUNS ON, a poem for Alex Nieto

THE DOG RUNS ON, a poem for Alex Nieto

I’ve been writing more poetry since attending a workshop led by poet and memoirist Arthur Flynn DeSilver on poetry for prose writers at a day-long writers’ conference hosted by Redwood Writers in April. On Monday, May 23, a poem I wrote about two weeks...

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