Companionship and Inspiration

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Sing to Me Sing to me, Oh heavenly Muse, Sing of the sea, “wine dark” and full of mysteries; Sing your generous musings into my untamed ears, Guide me to places where islands peek out and crest from the ocean’s swell of waves. Speak to me of sailing, foreign speaking…

Lifting the dead

When I switched from squats to deadlifts a few weeks ago, I have to admit I was a little sad to give away one metaphor–carrying myself out of a burning building–for that of another–lifting the dead. But I got over it pretty quick, metaphorically at least. And I could say that my efforts are wrapped […]

Award winning medical narratives

Thanks to poet Cortney Davis for her review of The Comet’s Tail: A Memoir of No Memory posted in LitMed: Literature Arts Medicine Database sponsored by NYU Health. This is an excellent database which curates the human condition. Cortney’s poetry collection Taking Care of Time is also featured on LitMed. I’m proud to be included as […]

Nutmeg Chatter features Eric D. Lehman

Check out another fascinating interview on Nutmeg Chatter. Host J. Timothy Quirk chats with author (and my handsome husband) Eric D. Lehman about his new book.   via Episode 88: Eric D. Lehman Find Connecticut Vanguards at your local bookstore or order here!

Scars and How We Wear Them

  “I’m looking for a soap dish. . . . ” This is how I begin “Giving up the Chokehold,” an essay about searching and about finding. What I find first is a necklace, actually a bunch of them, “chokers I haven’t worn in years.”  One, is woven into a braid, “a thin zig-zag, like […]

Why We Walk

Byron and Shelley As we trudged along the varied paths of the Highland Way you did not let go to cry, though legs ached with pain and skewed nerves slipped out of place screaming for you to stop. Our last night before we go home, I read Trelawny’s Recollections of the Last Days of Shelley […]

Invitation to Stillness

It’s been over twenty-five years since I wrote these lines: The doctors invited me to be still. Then the X-ray revealed one of van Gogh’s sunflowers dying inside me, just beneath my ribs. Not enough sun, they said, prescribed antibiotics and suggested lemon juice to ease the pain. A few of the remedies worked; stillness […]

Steady

Words hold her steady in the dizziness of descent. “Circumstance” was the second place winner of the 2018 Hamden (CT) Arts Commission  Poetry Award, co-sponsored by the Hamden Symphony Orchestra. The staircase leads down from the Nieuwe Kerk (New Church) in Delft, The Netherlands.  

Until nomading ends

Today’s poem comes from Four Blue Eggs, which won the 2013 Poetry Prize from Homebound Publications. It’s available now in its second edition (with a new cover).   Sensitive Skin The universe has banished us; fragile gauze hair on tiny forearms succumbs to renegade heat waves and celestial currents, which now and again sabotage our […]

the chaos of tumbling

Hold steady . . .  find your still point . . . get used to letting go . . . I was pleased to by honored recently by the Hamden Arts Commission and the Hamden Symphony Orchestra for my poem “Circumstance.” The poem won second place in the first ever poetry award co-sponsored by both […]