Peggy Saves the Louvre (and Jeune Fille)!
Not everyone in our writing group knows this story, so I am sharing it partly for our group. Every time …
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Bridges and baccalaureates
I love baccalaureates and graduations. I never thought I would say this—not me, the one who might once have chosen …
“High Functioning Bereaved Parents”
Here are some reflections from my late night/early morning reading: Jeremy Shaton wrote in a New York Times blog about …
Cicadas again
Brood 2 of the 17-year magicicadas are emerging this spring in my part of the world. I hear them singing …
Time travel
This writing is a response to (with inspiration from) Denise Levertov’s poem, “Animal Spirits.” Here’s a link to it: http://writersalmanac.publicradio.org/index.php?date=2013/05/14 When …
Listener in the Loft
At a recent book event in Salisbury at the Literary Bookpost, an independent bookstore, members of our group who were …
Shouted prayer
My prayers sometimes pause in the snatches of rainbow light that play upon the wall, the refrigerator, the floor, as …
Hope and A Place That No Longer Is
This piece was written April 22, 2007 to a prompt at a weekend retreat: Write about a place that no longer …
Tombstones: “It breaks the heart/ that stone holds/ what time let go.”
No tombstoning when placing stories on the newspaper page, I used to advise my students. So much language of death …
A bereaved mother speaks
On Facebook Peggy shared this opinion piece from The Washington Post by Ann Hood, and I thought that those of …
