If you happened to read my post about poeming for my mother, you know much of what is in my mind.
There are a few other lowlights to get off my chest. (If they were in my hair, as brunette streaks adding depth, I would be a little more pleased. But they probably *are* adding [...]
Posts on ‘February 10th, 2009’
from the confessional
Something Old (for Freedom to Marry)
My old (fill in the blank) doesn’t (fill in the blank) anymore
Those faded ideals, left out
too long, are transformed. Dried
shells. If Oxford updates
definitions shouldn’t we?
Relics are meant for teaching
history and museum outings.
For ceremonies of the dead.
History is where we’ve been
not where we go. Devotion
is shopping lists, dirty toilets,
doing someone’s laundry. It’s open
to dinner with friends, [...]
