what gives me strength? Incredible women and men who came before me and rescued the world.

Alchemy

Women and men walk in time before me, shining in their aged raiment
as if the rain no longer falls, and the sun, newly emerged from clouds,
is piercing through the late afternoon air.
It gleams, reflected from their yellow slickers.

Each one is…read more

The Professor

Come in, come in, don’t hesitate,
the professor said, his chair a-spin,
rising up to greet her with his grin askew,
we’ve work to do, things to teach,
things to learn,

He thinks “while I burn in ardor
for your young and rosy cunt,
to suck you dry,
drain me deep.”

He takes the leap across the room,
grabs her hard,…read more

Leaves losing their green youth turn red and burnt orange in the fall.
Winter slows the sap as Nature chooses life to husband.
Spring and summer become echoes, faint shadows put on hold.
Open fields welcome mammals grown plump with fat; birds take wing.
Crystal coats of ice in bright moonlight shine; branches break.
Oaks and maples bend only so…read more

I hope things are getting better, but for women of my generation, they were taught to see any problems in marriage or relationships as “my fault.” This is about someone I knew some time ago.

Imprisoned

Imprisoned behind four walls?
Her house has so many more divisions.
She has keys to them all.
What keeps her here behind these doors?

Not her…read more

Invoking the Muse of Woman’s Wisdom

Each day women arise to go about their tasks,
though choosing different paths, they start out much the same.
”Mind and body, fulfill my needs,” is all she asks,
”Let me create what is required,” is her aim.

For some it is to beard the lion in its den,
office or field, striving to find a clever way
to ta…read more

Oh God, Please Carry Me!

Carry me; for I can no longer bear this weight alone,
it presses down upon my shoulders like a massive stone.
Carved from Carrara marble in bas relief; it has grown

into a Colossus that threatens my lungs to compress
until I cannot breathe; my cares cause me so much duress.
I cannot see which way to turn, please honor my…read more

A Dream of Song

For decades, I only wanted to sing, create art, and write. Singing was a constant in my life from at least the age of three. I woke up singing, and everything that happened every day reminded me of a song or inspired me to write one in my head. Mom encouraged me to write them down, but they were mostly in my head and sung quietly…read more

My Darling, My Child

You, the child of our hearts, begin your life on earth.
We celebrate conception and dance through the house with joy.

This will be your room.
This will be your view.
This will be your backyard, your playground,
your safe haven of love and joy.

We admire cribs and bassinets,
we feel creamy infant clothing smoothing it with…read more

The 13th Regiment of New Hampshire and the War of the Rebellion

Mustered-in September Twenty, in Eighteen-Sixty-Two.
The army issued clothes and gear; trousers of sky blue.
Tin plates and forks and knives and spoons were cheap as they could be,
Springfield rifle and bayonet, the only gun for me.

The commander received orders; we were Virginia…read more