Just My Imagination

Just My Imagination

by | Aug 1, 2011 | Archived Blog Posts

Sunday night as I was gathering with friends, their two-year-old son was arranging and rearranging coasters on the coffee table. “Mickey Mouse,” he said. Were I talking to him on the phone, I would never have understood. But when I looked down, sure...
Looking at Each Other

Looking at Each Other

by | Jul 1, 2011 | Archived Blog Posts

There’s a light breeze, the sun is dancing with the clouds, the water from the fountains is soft, steady. I hear the tat, tat, tat of the percussion, and the bom, bom, bom of the bass even before I see the instruments. Sounds forming a loom, a frame for the jazz...
The Wonder of It

The Wonder of It

by | Feb 12, 2011 | Archived Blog Posts

Is there any wonder That a woman like me, or a man like you, Would want to pen the words of a poem, Or stroke the pigment of a portrait, Or glide graceful to the triune beat of the waltz, If on a regular weekday, timecards punched and dinner waiting, A woman like me,...
Fenced In?

Fenced In?

by | Jun 22, 2009 | Archived Blog Posts

Recently, I’ve begun doing a little painting again. I have been slowly working on a watercolor of sparrows dining at a feeder since January — my visual response to LL’s poetry play over at Seedlings in Stone. She doesn’t even know I started it...