Category Archives: poetry

Hollyhocks have been growing Outside my kitchen window For fifty years. Even Before my house was built They grew next to the ramshackle camp That stood in its place. Tall flowers with carnivorous dinner plate smiles In rosy pink and … Continue reading →

My husband likes my feet Which are flat and bony and useful For moving and shaking At least they were But I have been having trouble lately My ankles feel stiff and My left foot hurts when I run Doggedly … Continue reading →

I entertained today For the first time since Our isolation started A couple came for lunch, old friends We circled gingerly around one another Keeping our distance No hugs, no kisses. We stayed Outdoors with a breeze sweeping everything away … Continue reading →

I feel like a fashion model today Because I got a haircut After three long months That made me remember why I never grow my hair out. It hung like frizzy tassels With mean street cobblestones beneath Made me wish … Continue reading →

I say this about fathers I had one He was smart and funny He loved my mother but Had not much interest in children My mother told me so when I was a kid When I said, daddy is nicer … Continue reading →

I was scheduled to talk about the state of the world But I feared that I could not get through my speech without Saying fuck you to the audience Fuck you all to the moon and back. Perhaps I should … Continue reading →

On a very hot day When you feel all baked like a brioche When you sweat every time you move Or breathe I like to stand in the lake in front of my house Up to my neck in cold … Continue reading →

After the long winter I was so anxious about my houseplants That on the first warm day I carried them out to the porch I said to them Now you will be happy They looked at me quizzically It still … Continue reading →

I went kayaking today In the late afternoon My kayak is red like a fire engine And bobs and ducks on the lake When I paddle fast it slices through the water Dicing like a knife The sun was hot … Continue reading →

I was tired But not sleepy I twirled around in bed aimlessly Until finally I surrendered And got up Creaky like, not happy to be awake Freaky to be all askew with time I like to sleep at night and … Continue reading →