Poetry

  • Sunrise Escapes

    “Sometimes escape can be an art, or a selfishness, or just a gift you need to give yourself.” — Stephen Dunn, from his poem, “Mercy” Continue reading

    Sunrise Escapes
  • Shifting Winds

    The winds of your life are shifting when you realize that you are buying more sympathy cards than birthday cards. Continue reading

    Shifting Winds
  • Listen to the Sky

    Listen to the sky where the world offers itself to your imagination. Continue reading

    Listen to the Sky
  • That Fleeting Moment

    A moment is not complete until you realize it is fleeting. Continue reading

    That Fleeting Moment
  • Listening to Clouds

    Sometimes healing means returning to the same place and listening. Continue reading

    Listening to Clouds
  • Magnetic Fuel

    “Writing about writer’s block is better than not writing at all.” — Charles Bukowski (1920-1994), underground writer and poet Continue reading

    Magnetic Fuel
  • Take Me Home

    This weekend, Adrienne and I are marking our 15th anniversary, traditionally celebrated with all things crystal. One thing crystal clear to us is how grateful we are for the support of our beloveds, and how each one has welcomed us… Continue reading

    Take Me Home
  • On A Roll

    A couple of weeks ago, the head of marketing for my one client called me and asked, “Is this ‘Drive-Thru Creative’?” I laughed. “I’m serious,” she said, “I don’t know anyone who can come up with a creative idea as… Continue reading

    On A Roll
  • Faces of the Tulips

    Good morning, good morning, good morning . . . and HAPPY EASTER! Last November I planted about 50 tulip bulbs in my front garden in honor of my mother and sister, Karen, believing they would never bloom because the ground… Continue reading

    Faces of the Tulips
  • The Cruelest Month — Part Two

    Stanley Plumly, a poet who served as the poet laureate of Maryland for nine years, died on April 11 from complications of multiple myeloma. He was 79 years old. According to his obituary in the Washington Post, Plumly’s poetry, “drew… Continue reading

    The Cruelest Month — Part Two