The Power of Waves

  “He won’t be with us much longer, ” she says.  I haven’t seen her in a few years. I am headed to a writer’s retreat, which she was also planning to attend. At the last minute, she calls to tell me she is unable to attend. *** I head...

Whirlwind

Should it be ice-cold and windy in May? I heard a lone, sustained shriek ripping through the dark late one evening. That certainly didn’t feel quiet and unobtrusive, like this:   My busiest week in May is still going on. Her sophomore year of college has...

Food Allergy Update

I have several updates to the Food Allergy page. You know what that means, right? No news is usually good news, so if I have some news it’s probably not the greatest news, and in this case, there is something to share. There are two pages now (see above for the...

Horizon (poems)

  Horizon: Drawing Lines If you draw a line there And I draw a line here What do we draw beneath and above ourselves Are we walking toward the same inimitable sunset If you put a tree there, and I put a tree here Can we rest under the same shade We see one...