Life

‘Twas an interesting day …

One of my co-workers quizzed me on my nonexistent dating habits today … I think she was trying to ascertain whether or not I like women or men … it is women, by the way, although I’m sure that many have wondered along the line. She seemed surprised that I don’t really have an urge […]

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Poetry Friday

WHEN A WOMAN LOVES A MAN When she says margarita she means daiquiri. When she says quixotic she means mercurial. And when she says, “I’ll never speak to you again,” she means, “Put your arms around me from behind as I stand disconsolate at the window.” He’s supposed to know that. When a man loves […]

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Christmas morning …

ON THE MORNING OF CHRIST’S NATIVITY I This is the month, and this the happy morn, Wherein the Son of Heaven’s eternal King, Of wedded maid and Virgin Mother born, Our great redemption from above did bring; For so the holy sages once did sing,    That he our deadly forfeit should release, And with […]

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Poetry Friday

AN EASY SONG It’s rained every day since you Went away. I’ve been lonely, Lonely, empty, tenderness — Longing to kiss the corners Of your mouth as you smile Your special, inward, sensual, And ironic smile I love Because I know it means you Are content — content in French — A special, inward, sensual, […]

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Poetry Friday

ASPEN MEADOWS Look. Listen. They are lighting The moon. Be still. I don’t want To hear again that wistful Kyriale of husbands and lovers Stop questioning me About my women. You are Not a schoolgirl nor I a Lecturing paleobotanist. It’s enough that the green glow Runs through the down on your arms Like a […]

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Poetry Friday

AGAINST ELEGIES James has cancer. Catherine has cancer. Melvin has AIDS. Whom will I call, and get no answer? My old friends, my new friends who are old, or older, sixty, seventy, take pills before or after dinner. Arthritis scourges them. But irremediable night is farther away from them; they seem to hold it at […]