by Minerva Rising Contributor | May 3, 2014 | Blog, The Keeping Room
“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...
by minervarising | Apr 18, 2014 | Blog, The Keeping Room
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...
by Minerva Rising Contributor | Apr 11, 2014 | Blog, The Keeping Room
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...
by Minerva Rising Contributor | Apr 4, 2014 | Blog, The Keeping Room
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...
by Minerva Rising Contributor | Mar 28, 2014 | Blog, Poetry2, The Keeping Room
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...
by Minerva Rising Contributor | Mar 21, 2014 | Blog, Poetry2, The Keeping Room
Today was the day to shovel sky clean snow clean breath sharp to our marrow. We know we will be all right really we will but I remember the story our mother told. The farmer was away when the blizzard struck, the first that winter of many blizzards that buried his...
