Posts from the ‘poems’ category

But we have music

When I saw Laurie Doctor’s poem in two alphabets yesterday, it reminded me of what emerged at choir this week. Laurie is a gifted calligrapher, painter,…

Ashes of love

I own precious few family heirlooms. One I treasure is a worn black leather-bound pocket-sized ledger filled with poems. It first belonged to my great-aunt Nan,…

Burning contracts

BURNING CONTRACTS after Naomi Shihab Nye Promises consume themselves in a quick hot flash. Contracts imposed when I didn’t understand I could say no. Artless paper…