June 2008
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“Why cut your hair?”
It pulls so heavy, so long it’s a hindrance to sitting. Up, it brings headaches; down, a tangle and no one but me to brush it out. No one lifts it but me, no other hands hold it. Braided, I’m a matron; knotted, a librarian. Some other woman or child, bald from illness and its… Continue reading
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June Moon
Rose Moon, open. Strawberry Moon, fill our mouths with sweetness. It is the month of marriage, weddings under arches, long dresses and dress coats. Women marry men, men marry men, women marry women, inconstant humans promising constancy, forgetting how you fade, how you pass from fullness to absence; from promise to amnesia. Bless these brides,… Continue reading
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Checking In
So. What have I been doing, while not writing? I'm in lazy summer mode, even though we've had only a few days that qualify. I've been reading science fiction and mysteries, and watching television (science fiction and mysteries.) The human imagination is a marvelous and limited thing. I've read two sci-fi novels recently, both written… Continue reading
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10 June 02008 Snapshot Poem
Photo by Bonnie Sue Pinkerton I wake this June morning to storm warnings, white caps on the mountains, dogs curled warm against my knees. Even with the dogs, this bed is too wide, too cold. The sky darkens and snow falls into the valley. I comfort myself with cappuccino. Tomorrow is your… Continue reading
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Bobby Kennedy
Forty years ago I was a student at a business school in Billings, Montana. I wanted to go to college, and my father said he'd help pay the way, but only if I went to business (secretarial) school first: something to fall back on. We had a dress code, I remember; jackets and ties for… Continue reading
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