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Now there is no going in or going out.Now there is just here, the final here. Now there is where she hasn’t wantedto go. Where a week ago, traveling between here and gone, pairs of unfamiliar eyesand the face of … Continue reading →

It’s hard work, this loveno matter what anyone says.—Louise Glück ••• No one tells you that,besides all the little thingsthe dying need help with,it’s hard work tendingthe one on her way, the one who will notgive up, give in, even … Continue reading →

When it’s cool and sunny,heading toward the end of the year.Everything in place. Having hadone last vanilla shake, eyes closed,relishing the creaminess going downa parched throat. Trees still releasing the lastof their bounty, some alreadybare, their slender limbs reaching,always, for … Continue reading →

I wish I understood the beauty in leaves falling. To whom are we beautiful as we go? —David Ignatow, from “Three in Translation” This leaving is not pretty.We see it every fall—the browning,the brittling, the green suckedfrom what only months … Continue reading →

Before you go,what would youlike to hear? Certainly somegood barbershopharmony sung by strong voiceslike yours usedto be, and his. Maybe a bit ofJohn Denver,whose songs you played againand again on theeight-track tapes in the car—takingyou home downcountry roads— in your … Continue reading →

She’s a 74-year-old gal who’sjust laid an egg—literally— on an island called Midwayin the middle of the sea where her kind fly in to do just that—have babies. Wisdom seems to have outlived three mates,this albatross whom humans wait to … Continue reading →

(after William Carlos Williams’ “The Dance”) (for Donna Gail) Brightly colored gumballs fill glass-globeddispensers that bring me to stand againwith my little sister before a row of primarycolor temptations. Which one should receive ourprecious pennies? What if we get a … Continue reading →

Juicy crescenthangs low in the inkywestern sky tempting to popin the mouth as hungrywinter chases autumn’s last leavesstill hanging ontoa bit of sweetness before the fall

(for Dickie, for whom I am most gratitudinous,on this 35th anniversary) Grateful are the rich in spirit,we who remember that our cups overflow,that our lungs breathe without instructionor command, that our way has been paid,our paths paved by some we … Continue reading →

noun:1. The quality of being true;2. Something that is true: a universally accepted truth. ••• A universally accepted truth,much as amen means truly or so be it. Which is the trickything about faith— not being able to prove truthbut having … Continue reading →