As I walked Alone On the Day Jesus Rose from The Dead, From Behind the Rock. How bleak the roadway was near the Water.The sound of it roaringWith the currentCleansed my mind.The River WaterBroken Away from the shell of IceThat surrounded it for so longThis winter.This winter time. Return me to my soul, I asked.…
May 25, 2020 …Which brings me to today’s thoughts: As I graze newspaper article headlines and sometimes read the articles if I am allowed, or review my emails which are unbearably all political or about saving the planet, or open them to unveil the Paris Review or the Daily Om, or some other intellectual, art-related,…
In 1978, my husband and I moved to Western Massachusetts from Buffalo, NY. We bought a house neither of us had the financial backing to support. Through innumerable life changes, I have survived only by living here. It is now 2020. The collective global society is going through a vast economic, emotional tempest due to…
