Following Sea

Long Island Sound 2015 Time is a ghost out here on the open water. Thoughts ebb & flow like crashing waves. And, you and I, our sea legs planted, silently being. Your fishing line taut with promise of a catch. Me, immersed in a novel-- all the hopeful possibilities. Taking turns at the helm, we... Continue Reading →


Listening to the MUSES

  Greek mythology tells of nine muses, the daughters of Zeus and Mnemosyne: goddesses who inspire with their talents representing aspects of the arts and sciences. The dictionary definition includes a brief etymology of the word, but also offers more modern day interpretations.         Often, artists (painters, writers, musicians...) tell of the... Continue Reading →

Devil’s Teardrop Box: A Lesson from Before Women Had Wings

  Before Women Had Wings (1997),a novel written by Connie May Fowler, is one I end the year of American Literature with. Avocet, a.k.a. Bird, Jackson's narrative grips the reader before the end of page one. She's an innocent girl trying to understand life-- what's fair/ what isn't. She endures pain, often issued from her... Continue Reading →

The Only Way

I held you close, my baby boy,my shining starlight,nursed younurtured you,until you could walk Only your walk became a run--boundless energy.I lived through your vivacity:Batman flying over GothamPower Ranger fighting the good fightand my knight in shining armor,you promised to protect meuntil you couldn't Because you were standing on your own--a separate, far away landwhere you hoped... Continue Reading →


POETRY is to me what fresh air is to breathing. I write, often. Sometimes an idea comes to me that I must write (like a craving that doesn't go away until it's satisfied)... others ruminate in my mind, on a piece of scrap paper or in my writing journal until they take shape. A poem... Continue Reading →

Merry Christmas

"The best of all gifts around any Christmas tree: the presence of a happy family all wrapped up in each other" ~Burton Hillis Christmas is ... Listening, eyes shut tight, while laying in bed, for the sounds of Santa Sitting in Grandpop's lap while he reads "Twas the Night Before Christmas"-- the snow gently falling outside... Continue Reading →

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