Fox in a Boneyard
I do not want to tell the truth. I do not want to tell anyone that at this moment I …
Monthly Archives: March 2010
They Were Mine and I Miss Them…
I was just opining on She Writes, starting a new memoir discussion about writing memoir as the making of a …
Another Day on the Joder — Four Vignettes
My “wasband” Doug—for he was to have been my husband at one time— and I took the caretaker job on …
Once a Mermaid….
Last night I dreamt that I was drowning in the Strait of Messina– the waterway between Italy and Sicily. I …
Of Insomnia and Neighbors…
Before first light my thoughts strayed through the room’s darkness, its own firmament, dreaming awake, casting back in my memory …
A New Day…
One of the best things about life is that we have an allotment of new days. Today in Fort Collins …
Time and the Poet…
It is the hour when I shine, like a star that has been back behind the clouds and sees a …
The Possibility of Everything Going Awry
Recently I engaged in an intense back and forth on She Writes on memoir writing. I stated in a subsequent …
Eden and the Realm of the Senses….
The sensuality of post-modern and contemporary poetry (Whitman the preeminent exception among the American Romantics), the permissions given us to …
Religiosity…
I’ve written about some of my experience with the Episcopal Church on this blog. I’m still wrestling with some things …
Loquaciously Yours 