Lavenders in the Breeze

The fragrance of you In my mind inescapable. The wind carries you to me, Lavenders in the breeze. In an instant transported Back against your chest Arms wrapped around The last time I truly felt Contentment in who… Read More

The Insult

There are some people, when passed on the street, for whom a single glance seems to be an insult; the photograph then becomes a superinsult, the ultimate insult. This would define the stature, the physique (and the myth)… Read More

Ghost Image

It is said that the purpose of a family photograph is to preserve memory, but it creates images that take the place of memory, conceal it, and are a kind of respectable history, unnuanced and interchangeable, passed from… Read More

Amusing Ourselves to Death

I came across this quote in a book I was reading recently. As some psychiatrist once put it, we all build castles in the air. The problems come when we try to live in them. Neil Postman While I… Read More

Mind’s Eye

When I was a child, I never thought I’d reach twenty-five, I’d just never felt all that alive. When I reached the age I’d never thought so, I will admit for a while – it was touch and… Read More

Together, you and me

I can still remember The first day I ever saw you Standing there so Self-assured I filled with such doubt Of who I was And could yet be But you always knew Always could see That part of… Read More

And Fade Away

A day’s happiness gone In an instant. The exact moment I see your face, only can you such a thing do. Your negativity reaching out, Searching for a new victim to invade, To spread out and propagate, A… Read More

Rise and Shine

It’s like a sickness. A raised temperature, An unfocused delirium, A feeling of coming death. Midnight creature, forced, Awakened at unnatural Hours of the day In a battle for survival. A sense of nausea Unable to be quashed… Read More

Rainy Day Ruminations

It’s been a rainy couple of days lately, and I couldn’t help thinking of one of my favorite poems to get me through it. If thou of fortune be bereft, and in thy store there be but left… Read More

Unmoored

Such Envy, I have. For those with no doubt. For whom life’s plan is clear. A destination, clearly, seen at the end. For those who walk on level ground, Stable ground with no pitfalls or detours. Such Envy,… Read More

A Question of Self

Three women sitting down together Each discussing their lives All are separate yet All are the same. A three-sided mirror sits Each face waiting to reflect An image. The first face – always uncovered Catches the sun’s rays… Read More

An Atlas of the Difficult World

Flags are blossoming now where little else is blossoming and I am bent on fathoming what it means to love my country. Adrienne Rich