Crazy Days/Crazy Nights
Greetings, dear readers and friends! I hope you are all enjoying a bit of summer fun-- swimming, hiking, travel, plus homegrown tomatoes on your sandwiches, strawberries on your breakfast cereal, [...]
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Jul, 2025
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Jan, 2025
Happy St. Brigid’s Feast Day!
Fifty-something years ago in a Catholic school not so far away, the nuns used to read to us from The Lives of the Saints. St. Brigid was always my favorite, [...]
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Mar, 2024
Dust Mote
I am a dust mote, a speck, a barely perceptible particle, created, not from nothing, but from destruction— the breakdown of something large into something tiny— tattered leaves crushed blossoms [...]
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Mar, 2024
The Secret to Rubber-Soled Shoes
The Secret to Rubber-Soled Shoes The secret to rubber-soled shoes is that they are often imbued with the ghosts of deceased dogs, dogs who were loyal and eager to serve, [...]
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Apr, 2023
Love, Our Subject
A story poem I wrote a long time ago. #NationalPoetryMonth Love, Our Subject In the multitude of cells now stretching and dividing In my womb I carry the genetic memories [...]
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Apr, 2023
The Fairy Path
I wrote this poem nearly forty years ago, give or take a decade. But it's April, National Poetry Month, and I thought I'd drag out a few old favorites of [...]
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Apr, 2023
How to Find the Muse
Welcome to April! It’s National Poetry Month! I started writing poetry nearly fifty years ago, when I was in college. I started getting published when I was in my 20s, [...]
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Mar, 2023
Oisin and Patrick
For Saint Patrick’s Day, I thought I would share a reprint of a favorite post, relating a bit of Irish history (sometimes called mythology). This poem tells the story of [...]
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Mar, 2023
The Roots of Rhythm
(with thanks to Paul Simon on Brigid’s midwinter feast day) The prompt was to write a poem inspired by a song, and so I did. Midway between the winter solstice [...]
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Apr, 2022
The Flint Girls Go To A Fire
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 [...]