Have Read (Seen, Listened To, Will Miss), Friday is back. I’ve had one of my old NYU friends visiting. I brought her back from the sea as a matter of fact, so she has been here awhile. She’s leaving tomorrow. I will miss her. If it weren’t for her tendency …
As The Weather Cools
This isn’t running, working, walking, moving, or blogging weather. The only comfortable place to do anything is on or in water, and that’s why I’ve been scarce. I only have to look to breaking local news to verify the extreme heat is not in my head. No, I don’t mean …
The Hand That Rocks The Cradle
Mother, should I run for President? Mother, should I trust the government? Mother, will they put me in the firing line? Is it just a waste of time? Oh, mother. So many questions, so little time. While choosing a celebratory song I had to give in to the fact that, …
Let America be America Again
As the last day of poetry month arrived I was reading all the disturbing Arizona immigration garbage when I was momentarily distracted by something that, even in my relatively short life, I would never have imagined I’d be reading. An article about Hugo Chavez exhorting Fidel Castro and Evo Morales …
A Test
I’m aware that colors don’t suit me (color doesn’t suit me) — in real life or on blogs. I’m a black dress, black shoes and purse, with maybe a purple scarf and belt, kind of girl. I was sitting here listening to one of NPR’s Tiny Desk Concerts, and while …


