Category Archives: love

of leaving

I am not supposed to mourn the loss of you.  There is no place in this culture where a parent is allowed to hold grief for a child’s leaving home: not this burning sorrow marring the skin. They say grow a … Continue reading

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parenting aftermath

They leave and I stop baking  cupcakes cookies shortbread brownies muffins pancakes pies after pies: apple pumpkin blueberry summer tarts sweet breads with whipped butter. The trays stay clean crumb-less kitchen table hums a sorrow song  through its grains of … Continue reading

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Monday Mourning

Some people left quietly into the night with soft footsteps tender closing of eyes as if decades of their breath & width on this earth did not matter. No sirens stopped at their doorstep No gates flung open with a … Continue reading

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Wednesday Poem: The Dream

The Dream by DAVID SOLWAY I dreamed that you had ceased to love me— not that you had come from other beds back to mine, or gone from mine to others, just that something in your heart had stopped. I willed … Continue reading

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Happy Mother’s Day, Ah May.

First memory: A large bedroom. Four beds in a row next to each other. You told stories at night. You always had the sweetest voice. We lied on the bed underneath the mosquito nets listening about the little princesses. There … Continue reading

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Letter to my son

Tharlay Alex, Most of our moments together in the past eighteen years were colored with my fears –for your safety, for your future, for your life, and with my worries about how I am not delivering the goods a normal … Continue reading

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Friday forgiven

When I speak passionately, that’s when I’m least to be trusted. – Louis Gluck   Today I need to practice the mantra “Forgiven, forgiven” heard in one of the talks of Tara Brach. Now is the opportunity to  be “let … Continue reading

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report from the cozy chapter of October

It hurt last night to see you stroll out in your best sport jacket a glass of whiskey in one hand, a cigar in another as if you were Don Draper out to conquer the world where women poured you … Continue reading

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Motherhood

  It’s Mother’s Day here in the U.S, and I am wishing myself, “Happy Mother’s Day.” That is probably because no one in the house said anything to me about being a mother, or how wonderful and essential I am … Continue reading

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Dear April

Dear April you are getting on  my nerves. you dare bring the wisteria to my garden, how they have sprung scaling the fence like they had never seen the sun, these wanton plants. Dear April I told love, please please … Continue reading

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