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Stories From the Edge of Blindness

In 2002, Retinitis Pigmentosa changed my life. This is my story of a slow approach to darkness.

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February 2019

Twenty Five

This is the official beginning of my Recorded Poetry Series.  I am starting with a poem that I have posted here on the blog, numerous times; in fact, the very first version of it was here, but it was also the poem that began my relationship with an amazing editor, Heather Lenz, and marked my reconnection with poetry and a writing life.   This version is from the official Stepping Stones publication in 2015.  The poem is called, “Twenty Five”

Twenty Five

Twenty- five years ago, I watched strangers
lower my mother’s body into the ground.
It was raining that day.
The soil swallowed up her oak and pink satin casket.
Heavy.  Cold.
Not a place for a woman whose laugh lit up rooms,
whose touch soothed even the deepest aches.
My breath and heart plummeted into the hollow earth and
I broke into pieces that scattered in the rain.
For twenty- five years I have been collecting them.

 

 

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Recorded Poetry Series

I was thrilled and grateful to get such a positive reaction to the recordings of my poems, and so, I have decided to continue and turn it into a proper series.  Here is the introduction.  More poems coming soon.

You may hear a little meow in the recording of this; that is my youngest cat, Poppy!

How to Say Goodbye

I am honored, as ever, to have my work in Visual Verse, alongside so many talented writers.  If you would like to read my poem, you can do so here.

The Sun Creeps Up and Swallows Joy

I want to express my gratitude to everyone who has taken the time to read and listen to these poems from The Opiate Magazine.  I am, as ever, so moved by the kindness and support of this amazing community!

This is the third and final poem from the 2019 Winter issue of The Opiate Magazine, along with the recorded version from my YouTube page (to which you can subscribe if you choose). Continue reading “The Sun Creeps Up and Swallows Joy”

Road Trip

I am contemplating doing a series of spoken versions of my previously published poems.  The three poems from The Opiate Magazine are my test run.  I have never done a reading or an open mic, or read my poems to anyone except Joe and the dogs and cats, so please bear with me as I work out the kinks.

This is the second of three poems from the 2019 Winter issue of The Opiate Magazine, along with the spoken version from my YouTube page. Continue reading “Road Trip”

Counterfeit

I recently received my copies of the Winter 2019 issue of The Opiate Magazine and I am super proud to have 3 of my poems in the issue, next to the work of so many great writers. This is the first of those 3, along with my first attempt at an audio track via YouTube. Continue reading “Counterfeit”

Tell the Story Challenge

pic from B

 

Challenges scare the hell out of me, but the Gorgeous, Fiery, Talented Wonder that is Bojana, has given me the challenge of telling the story of this super cool photo she chose as inspiration, and I love and adore her, so I can’t say no. At first, I was sure I would write a poem – one that I will write later, as B’s picture inspired me to write about something I have wanted to write about for years and it may take some time – but decided to travel way out of my comfort zone and attempt a bit of a story instead.  You have been warned!!!!!

Continue reading “Tell the Story Challenge”

Ships and Travelers and Feathers

I am overcome with emotion and joy today at the publication of my dear friend, Sarah Doudna’s poetry and fiction in the current issue of Mojave Heart Review.  Sarah’s voice is saturated with  a richness of clarity and an aching honesty.  She is one of my favorite writers and one of my favorite people.

Read and enjoy her story, The Ship, and her poem, Traveler.

In addition to being a brilliant writer, Sarah is also a ballet dancer and teacher, and you can find her on her blog, On the Way to the Barre.

Sarah, you inspire me to be a better, more courageous person and writer.  I am so grateful for you. You are kicking some serious ass, BB!!!!  I am so thrilled for you and so proud of you!!!!

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