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I half dreamed yesterday’s poem in the singsong quiet before midnight, liquid images playing behind closed eyelids, snug under a patchwork quilt. Another time, I would have crawled out of bed, carried my body through the dark, held the alphabet … Continue reading →

I waited at 3am, Good Earth in my hands, centuries whispering wisdom, I am also human, Marlboro swirls collecting in my pajamas, time trickling forward with unfulfilled yearning. Years passed. I handed out hamburgers and conversation to faces I will … Continue reading →

Friday at CTCA I had several neck x-rays so the surgeon could decide whether it’s OK for me to stop wearing the surgical collar. Today he called and said the x-rays looked excellent, but because my bone is soft due … Continue reading →

Who were we gathered tonight? Your dancing hands and perfect wrinkle lines from years impish smiles, his whole-face-grin lighting grey eyes from within, a mother, observing the roomful, one ear upstairs where her two-year-old plays with bigger kids (including the … Continue reading →

Picking up onion slivers from beneath the cafe bench, walking to the garbage, shoving the door open with my pinky knuckle, might not be a good beginning, but it is mine tonight. At the point of being ready for the … Continue reading →

I can be poetic in the morning, by moonlight, alone in a clean house, beside a flowerbed, at a local cafe, after a bike ride in autumn, a walk through freshly fallen snow, while holding a sleeping child, through tears, … Continue reading →

I’m content to wait. I know all four points on this afternoon’s list. What to buy, what to do, how to prepare for the next doing, later, beyond this pleasant spell. Already after four, I am aware the day is … Continue reading →

I wanted to give it to you, the real beauty, the bit of sweetness, the way my breath caught barely when I saw the whole picture. I love to see it there, the whole moon framed in a pocket created … Continue reading →

  I smell everything cookies rising in the oven. Cinnamon, raisin, walnut, chocolate chip. I made them and I didn’t. Measure, dump, mix, pour, shape, heat, cool at a prompting beep. Not till, water, weed, witness, pluck at perfection. My … Continue reading →

“Worrying is praying for what you don’t want.” This quote and the tornadoes in Dallas this afternoon, trying to get a hold of friends and imagining what they might be feeling as the roaring passes so near, gave birth to … Continue reading →