“A rose by any other name would smell as sweet.” No, Juliet, I disagree. The rolling R, the long, open O ready for surrender, the soft, sensual S. Names have power. In biblical myth, Adam’s first order of business included naming the flora, the fauna, and oh, yes, his...
Tomorrow it will all end and begin again. Tomorrow I will meet him in the city to sign the papers to end our marriage. Not long enough in my book of second chances when I hoped that this one would endure for the rest of my life. Hah, there will be no third chance. I...
Sure, I had the same jeans before pregnancy, but post-pregnancy, they somehow look like ‘mom jeans’. And I wore them to AWP in Seattle. Amidst the tattoos, long beards, and “ugly” sweaters (I’m pretty sure they were being worn with ironic quotations around them), I...
On this journey called a lifetime, courage goes hand-in-hand with fear. In my late-thirties, I was offered a career move to a major city . My son was in his pre-teens and testing the boundaries of our relationship. His dad, from whom I was divorced, lived nearby and...
Q. I really want to start sending some of my poetry out to literary journals to where I might find a home for my work. However, I’m not even really sure where to get started. Any suggestions? A. The wonderful thing is that you have an entire virtual world of literary...
When I was a kid there were two pretty extraordinary forces in my life: a book of poems called “A Light in The Attic,” and my older sister. By the time I was eight years old, I was a sullen member of the RIF (reading is fundamental) program. I segregated my worth from...
