This is a poem I wrote a few years back for my mother and her sisters. It's a bit of a ramble, but they all seemed to like it. My aunt Eleanore had a muskrat fur coat. My aunt Ruth had a skirt that revealed her knees. She wore it with platform shoes. They went … Continue reading The Flint Girls Go To A Fire
To finish off our National Poetry Month celebration, I offer a more recent creation of mine. Thanks for reading! I made that girl, but is she grateful? No. True, I drove her to the edge of consciousness dumped her on a shore peopled with past failures and traumas, to the lip of a river … Continue reading My Insomnia Gossips About Me Behind My Back
April is National Poetry Month! I've dug down deep for this one, written for my Mom at least 30 years ago when she was the age that I am now. For My Mother and Other Collectors of Strays I want you to contradict me. When I shiver in my cavernous apartment complaining that autumn … Continue reading For My Mother and Other Collectors of Strays
ORIGINALLY PUBLISHED APRIL 26, 2013 One more poem as we near the end of National Poetry Month. I wrote this rather prosey poem about my Mother and her family twenty-something years ago. I just came across it again, and decided to publish it here. I think it's a fun story--at least that was always my … Continue reading The Flint Girls Go To A Fire
ORIGINALLY PUBLISHED APRIL 5, 2013 Welcome to April! It’s National Poetry Month! I started writing poetry nearly forty years ago, when I was in college. I started getting published when I was in my 20s, learning to make my way in the world outside my parents’ house. My poetry and I were young together. Poetry … Continue reading Welcome to April! It’s National Poetry Month!