Remembering: a Project

The childhood memories I hold need space to move around on the page, to reveal themselves. Therefore, I have decided to start a project writing poems based on events from childhood, chiefly poems of time spent in Kentucky, West Virginia, and Maine, with family. This photo is a rough draft of a poem about BlackberryContinue reading “Remembering: a Project”

Pearl Emmaline

My great grandmother’s line contains rather high and lofty folks all the way back to the fourth century in Ireland/Scotland/Dalriada. Fascinating history. “Too much history for one heart to carry.”

I remember this (Ft. Myers, FL, 1999) for Dad

This poem took a few weeks to come together, since it meant so much to me. It’s about the last time I saw my father, at his house in Florida, before he passed away. It was a magical visit. I will always remember it. I hope you like this poem, and that is resonates withContinue reading “I remember this (Ft. Myers, FL, 1999) for Dad”