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Poem for Saturday: About My Mother
my mother

My mother died in late January 2011 and around this time I always remember her. I wrote this poem the night she died, and  first wrote this post after her memorial. I lost my mother at age 85 after so many levels of illness in her life: decades of chronic conditions and surgeries, the lung […]

Poem for Saturday: My Mother’s Tuesday Afghan
photo of colorful crocheted afghan

I stopped in at the nursing home to see my mother on a November afternoon in 2010, and, really, the first thing I saw when I looked in her room was the afghan pictured above, and it immediately took me back to an earlier day, a similar afghan…and a younger mother. . . . . […]

About My Mother
my mother

My mother died in January 2011. I first wrote this post after her memorial; today we remember her. I lost my mother at age 85 after so many levels of illness in her life: decades of chronic conditions and surgeries, the lung cancer ten years ago that weakened and eventually put her in personal care, […]

Poem for Saturday: My Mother’s Tuesday Afghan
photo of colorful crocheted afghan

MY MOTHER’S TUESDAY AFGHAN She was calling, calling reaching from the depths of the body I no longer recognize to this world she no longer recognizes an imitation of reality patched together from leftovers of memories, pleading for someone to do something, but the first thing I saw was the afghan across her bed one […]

About My Mother

My mother died a year ago today. I first wrote this post after her memorial; today we remember her. I recently lost my mother at age 85 after so many levels of illness in her life: decades of chronic conditions and surgeries, the lung cancer ten years ago that weakened and eventually put her in […]

About My Mother

I recently lost my mother at age 85 after so many levels of illness in her life: decades of chronic conditions and surgeries, the lung cancer ten years ago that weakened and eventually put her in personal care, the beginnings of dementia two years ago, the move to skilled nursing a year ago, the weight […]

Visiting My Mother

I stopped in at the nursing home to see my mother yesterday afternoon, and the first thing I saw when I looked in her room was this colorful afghan. She was in her bed calling for someone to do something, I’m not sure what, and it took a while for her to recognize my voice; […]

The Thanks of a Grateful Nation
the veterans flag

My personal tribute to veterans everywhere, beginning with my father, veteran of WWII. This is a small portion of the flag I fly on appropriate holidays, and sometimes when I just feel like it. It’s the flag that was presented to my mother at my father’s funeral, he a veteran of the U.S. Army and […]

My Own Labor History

When I was a senior in high school I began my first full-time job as a cook at a local deli, Isaly’s in Pittsburgh. Working part-time nights and weekends until graduation I trained in the day cook’s position of opening the kitchen at 6:00 am to cook the lunch entrée and heat up the soups, […]

Poem for Sunday: Wild Apples
Late summer woods.

Seasons meld from one to another, not at the equinox and solstice but halfway between, in the quiet time when there are no other celebrations, but the sensitive person can feel the change, especially standing in the quiet relentless heat of a backwoods trail in August. I visited the trail on the traditional Celtic cross-quarter […]