Pause for a Poem: On the Beach with My Daughter
We are collectors on the beach. We walk with our heads bowed to small stones and debris in step our […]
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We are collectors on the beach. We walk with our heads bowed to small stones and debris in step our […]
In the summer of 1976, by childhood’s magic train, I went from reading L.M. Montgomery’s Anne books to Daphne du Maurier’s Rebecca. An old red copy at the cottage called me to pick it up, and when I opened it, the spell took hold…
A flicker sounds above me in a broken tree, an extraordinary bird well disguised among the ordinary. Flickers live […]
Nymph You taught me swimming all those summers. Began by letting me slide off your back into the murk. Stumbled […]
Creative Calls · Creative – Resilience – Robin – Blackburn – Mcbride – June – 2020
Martha (not her real name) was an expert at twirling circles on the concrete schoolyard we stood on together fleetingly […]
Recently, my father made his transition from this world ꟷ in the first month of a new year, and decade. […]