I’ve been riding the hell out of my bike lately. An old, second-hand ten speed. I take it out every morning I can, very early, around 5:30, and ride up and down and up and down the streets in my neighbourhood block until my butt is numb and my fingers ache clutching the handlebars. It’s […]
I read a poem by Henry Scott Holland at my friend’s memorial service this morning and many were asking for a copy, so I thought I’d post it here. In the interest of full disclosure I confess I altered the ordering of the stanzas near the end, but none of the wording was touched. You […]
My best friend died Monday night. I thought I was doing OK, all through the learning of her dreadful diagnosis, the hospital stays, and the hospice care she received at home that her family graciously allowed Tony and I to participate in. Yes, I thought I was doing OK – sad, but not broken. Then […]
holy cards: dead women talking is a collection of narrative poems focusing on the histories and legends of women saints from both the Eastern Orthodox and Roman traditions.
holy cards: dead women talking is a collection of narrative poems focusing on the histories and legends of women saints from both the Eastern Orthodox and Roman traditions.