July 4th was a big deal in the provincial little New York town my husband Rick and I affectionately called Cornball. Cornwall is a hotbed of Revolutionary War history. The Continental […]
Poetry (here I hear myself loudest)
is the human voice,
and are we not of interest to each other?
Some people ask: “Why the word feminist? Why not just say you are a believer in human rights, or something like that?” Because that would be dishonest…It would be a way of pretending that it was not women who have, for centuries, been excluded.
Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie
I suggest that the poets don’t hide. That they scream. That they confront. That they bellow and resist.
Where there is a woman there is magic.
To begin is no more agony than opening your hand.
I have always been a sucker for advice columns. I began reading “Dear Abby” as a child. The column could be found on the same page as the comics, crossword puzzle, and […]
A person who isn’t reminded several times a day about the implications of the color of her skin has time to consider the implications of other things.
We’re going to right the world and live.
During the Black Lives Matter protests immediately after the killing of George Floyd, I was posting much, much less on social media than I’m used to. Normally, I post at least once […]