Atonement…movie and book review
my life is my penance
the fox on crusted snow, “Exit” my poem
one snuff of fear
The Collected Poems of Sara Teasdale…book review
Literate, but impersonal
A Room of One’s Own…book review
A Virginia Woolf story
The Book of Days…part xxxxvi
nature poems about the dawn’s early light…
“truth lies open for all…”
Seneca the Younger said it
humans share food, with people they like
“Grace,” my poem
listen to the stones…”ken,” my poem
can we trust the words?
“…being human is a guest house…” …Rumi (1207-1273)
look for new arrivals…
“duchess with a bird”…my poem
her new universe…