Category Archives: motherhood

The deal

I don’t like the world Where I drive by Road kill And do nothing But avoid spreading it further. I do not stop and create A ceremony. I do my best to ignore It forget it. I don’t like this … Continue reading

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I get along

I get along without her.  Her absence is not filled, its center deep, but things spill in.  Time with her sister, clamoring and very much still here.  Time with my husband!  Myself, without her.  Who am I then, if not … Continue reading

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Breath

Silent under water, above, legs rotoring. Twenty-five yards with no breath. Up for air, I hear voices ricochet off the slick tiles. Missing the silence I dive back down. A lover’s technique breath breath Flat on my back on the … Continue reading

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Poem on April Fool’s Day, but true

Inspired by my poet friend Laurie MacDiarmid and in honor of Poetry Month, I am going to try to write a poem a day this April.  Here is my first. I don’t write poetry. It’s 9:51 pm and my 12 … Continue reading

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Maybe It is the Snow

Today I am inexplicably happy.  I think maybe it’s the snow, lightly flurrying, only sticking here and there, making me feel like I want to feel on Christmas.  But everything seems to please me this late November day, even things … Continue reading

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Facebook Photo Album

The happiness jumps out.  The experience was chaotic, stressful.  Eliza full of complaints, Lena full of angry sass.  “Did you see the Chrysler building?”  “She has eyes!” “I want to go back.” An artistic shot of most of a Macy’s … Continue reading

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They See My Failures Now

They see my failures now.  They are old enough to judge.  For instance, I am an absent-minded driver.  I have, on occasion, bumped up and over a curb.  Driving to Rhode Island with Eliza, we nearly got sideswiped when I … Continue reading

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