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I took a trip to Mexico City the summer after my mother died, alone, to make a pilgrimage to Frida where I saw Casa Azul and the retrospective at the Palacio de Bellas Arts and a folk ballet at that Palacio in the same theatre...

When you talk to me of saudade I smile a little. Do you expect me to write of saudade when I am marinating in it all the time? I simmer in a saudade stew. the spices cling on — the alchemy of heat infuses me in remembrance...

It’s a trick – sometimes called sub-trunk I will never reveal the secret I was a magician’s assistant I made a mistake one time and I couldn’t release myself from the chains I forgot the keys as I often do in life. Houdini...

Why do I so unkindly think of them as monkeys Leaping from branch to branch or swinging by vines In their jungle simply because of the title of His Craigslist posting: “Looking For A Friend To Hang Out With”? He went on to...

My mind quips, “There must be a better way Of starting a day than getting up.” This morning might be a good time to discover How not to remain in bed beyond my usual time. “Up and doing” is the phrase I hear From my better self....

A friend asks what “karma” means. I am no Authority on the subject but today a phrase Came to mind: “when the chickens Come home to roost.” That about sums it up For me. All those years of overthinking. The times I said, “No,...

the shoe that sat on the edge of the road caught my eye resting on its side as if marking a spot in time it passed from my mind once I drove on but not really so I slowed and stopped further down the road “did you see anything?”...

(in response to “Shiva,” by Andrea Cohen) As we remember later Associations line up Closing in tightly At almost every turn Until you can no longer Walk down a street Without being summoned As one sign or other Commands you to...

These three spin faster. Dip the wool in emerald, then red. Sip the sweet nectar of each success. Suck the bitterness that follows. They sleep standing up or in the depths of their woven cups. They play cat’s cradle, hang man,...

has wobbled onto this page, the ink staining the spine, refusing to be confined within the usual font used these days. Couplets look for elbow room. Poke and prod to make it so. Envy the free-standing line for hanging out at the...

When the weather changes with the wind, the reluctant oaks release their acorns on our tin roof, what more proof do we need to know we are surrounded by trees? Tall limber pines—long leaf, short leaf, lob- lolly—with their...