Who Does She Think She Is?

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A Quote For Roberto

“You’ll get over it…” It’s the clichés that cause the trouble. To lose someone you love is to alter your life forever. You don’t get over it because ‘it” is the person you loved. The pain stops, there are new people, but the gap never loses. How could it? The particularness of someone who mattered […]

You Are…

You are the spring to my step You are the star in my sky You are the reason to be You are ice cream You are birthday cake You are coffee You are tea You are a spring shower You are a mountain rain You are my gentle breeze You are the air I breathe […]

The One

I want to be the one who makes you smile I want to be the one you turn to when you are happy when you are sad when you are upset when you want to laugh I am not the one I want to be the one you think of when you go to sleep […]

Something Special For My “Giant Walking Heart”

Big Heart A poem by Anne Sexton Big heart, wide as a watermelon, but wise as birth, there is so much abundance in the people I have and all in their short lives give to me repeatedly, in the way the sea places its many fingers on the shore, again and again and they know […]

Courage (A Poem by Anne Sexton)

It is in the small things we see it. The child’s first step, as awesome as an earthquake. The first time you rode a bike, wallowing up the sidewalk. The first spanking when your heart went on a journey all alone. When they called you crybaby or poor or fatty or crazy and made you […]

Moribund Poetry

Barren Woman Empty, I echo to the least footfall, Museum without statues, grand with pillars, porticoes, rotundas. In my courtyard a fountain leaps and sinks back into itself, Nun-hearted and blind to the world. Marble lilies Exhale their pallor like scent. I imagine myself with a great public, Mother of a white Nike and several […]

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