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Forgiveness

Forgiveness

To everything but anguish the mind will soon adjust…Roger White   After a great wound no feeling comes A white hot pain settles upon you You stand in the fire of agony shivering “Forgive them Father, they know not what they do,” is a whispered voice, wrapped in cumulous clouds, Tributaries of feeling blocked, the [...]

Chiaroscuro

Chiaroscuro

At writing class at UCLA extension, I stare at figures on a table. A clay face figure on this table disturbs me. Its three clear blue eyes gaze out. “Who are we behind our eyes?” I used to ask that of Jeff when we hung out in the UCI cafeteria, Jeff, putting salt and  pepper [...]

Split Decision

Split Decision

She just couldn’t go back. It was the fear of returning, returning to the narrow, pale Dickensian chins, colorless competition with glazed blue eyes looking beyond and through her; the easing of their shapeless forms against cold leather chairs, pushing corporate words over, around and past her. The routine movements stretched and splattered, extending like [...]

Writing Soup

Writing Soup

I am confused and bewildered in a house whose couches sprawl and sag and whose books give off musty odors as blonde, blue-eyed, white-toothed actresses sit together as on a bus of youth headed towards Pilates, thinking strength and prettiness will gift them the innate poem. I sit across the room near three older women [...]

The Sun Also Rises

The Sun Also Rises

The sun, that morning, after the plagues, after the warthogs ran thundering across the earth, after D.C. was nothing but garbage heaps like those in Mumbai, the sun arose ever so slightly and like a giant eyelid, half shut, wrinkled, an old man’s eyelid, lidded, witness to centuries of events beyond this era of Wars [...]

We All Fall Down

We All Fall Down

Destined lightness of being, sometimes a danger in the urban world, or planet of intrigue, politics, economic need where gargoyles fly at night, and things go bumpity bump. It’s a dance isn’t it? Living on the planet, one gone tilt where we all fall down, and yet, century after century we get up. After the [...]

I Have My Reasons

I Have My Reasons

I have my reasons to keep on truck’in, going down the age path, considering $5 haircuts, walking with heavy feet, tired still on antibiotic legs 3 miles for 2 days, listening to my husband sound like an aging pug dog, because he caught my cold, and I have my reasons to keep on going, even [...]

Fullness of Days

Fullness of Days

I am old and full of days, and I know this because I get gift certificates in the mail, small bordered, blue; staccato messages to me approaching a distinctly marked age, as not like my twin’s age of 68 when her soul pierced the body’s shell and flew onward and upward, and when I had [...]

Dancing the Tunes

Dancing the Tunes

I am a woman of rich inner means, of hips which widen, and of feet which grown clumpier as the years go by. The word “dance” doesn’t call to me as it did in my younger years. At twelve, my twin Liz climbed out of a tree, swung into the back door of our twelve-room [...]

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