Just a Passing Moment Gone…

My parents reading together. Totally posed. But reading was one of the things that brought them together and kept them together. They often fought over new books--who got to read, say, the newest Terry Brooks book first. Grief is weird. I don’t even know how to...

Mature Love Stories Are Where It’s At. Really.

THE GREATEST LOVE STORY EVER. THIS IS NOT HYPERBOLE. I’ve been thinking about what makes me tick lately. And because I’m such a commoner, I figure this applies to other people all over the place. Like people everywhere find the same things alluring that I...

Animal companions, loss, and grief.

This cat gets it. The sun IS life. This post is heavy. And raw. And I’m sorry, in a way, to share it. But hopefully you’ll forgive me! Next week will be better. You know me. I like to joke and have fun! It’s my favorite thing to do—approach the world with...

The Unshakeable Sleep

Sobek on my shoulder. Like sunshine, aka a John Denver song, but better. Because he purrs. Do you ever have one of those moments where you wonder why you do anything?Just what is the point?I’m not sure there is one.BUT.This poem. By Mary Oliver.I know what...

Welcome to My Poetry Dictatorship

I’ve been writing poetry since I was eleven. I wasn’t very good then, and I’m still not very good. BUT one of my favorite things is to read poetry. I’ve gone through so many phases, being in love with this poet or that poet.I went through a...