Poetry

  • Poetry

    One Mind Between Them

    We spent last Saturday at a funeral for my husband’s uncle. He died just 13 days after being diagnosed with a rare brain disease that brought a life deeply invested in family and…

  • Poetry

    Poetry Friday: Waiting

    It’s a motley lot. A few still stand at attention like sentries at the ends of their driveways, but more lean askance as if they’d just received a blow to the head, and…

  • Poetry

    Poetry Friday: Back to Basics

    If children live with criticism they learn to condemn If children live with hostility they learn to fight If children live with ridicule they learn to be shy If children live with shame…

  • Current Events,  Poetry

    Paper Chain

    …police told youngsters to close their eyes as they were led from the building so that they wouldn’t see the blood and broken glass. (AP News) “Close your eyes.” It’s usually a benediction…

  • Poetry

    Brightness

    The other day at the mall, I saw a little, bent, elderly woman walking toward the Hallmark store. She had a look of determination, glancing neither to the right nor the left, and…

  • Poetry

    Spring lifts her head

    Robin’s song is crystal clear Cold as an icicle, Sharp as a spear. I have seen Spring lift her head, Snowdrops a-shivering, Winter dead. (“Robin’s Song,” E.L.M. King) Maybe I should have some…