Family
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Snapshot Poem 07 June 02006 — Mariah
The world having survived yesterday’s coincidence of numbers, I celebrate this day after your twenty-eighth birthday, watering the garden you helped to make, feeding the goldfish you worked to house, inhaling the many sweet scents of early summer, these exuberant blooms so like you in full flower, multi–petaled, colorful, brilliant, beautiful, mercurial, seductive,almost frightening —… Continue reading
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There are many cheerful things I could blog about — I have a list, including that today is GoddessDaughter’s birthday — but for some time now I’ve been distracted by a confluence in the news: many stories about this being 25 years since AIDS began to devastate our communities; and our Christian President’s call for… Continue reading
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Memorial Day
When they brought my father outof Germany, he weighed ninety-twopounds. Was he stilla boy then? Was he kind? They could leave the campbut had nowhere to go. A brass key to a church, wheresometimes there was food. Then back through the foreign woods. … Continue reading
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Snapshot Poem 24 May 02006
Abigail & Henry ~ click for larger image Abigail, today the park lawn is a meadow of dandelion seed and English starlings. An African in eye-whacking tennis whites teaches a young American how to swing her racket. His voice sings in this hot day. A piercing call and from my shadow an osprey shadow glides… Continue reading
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Davi & The Independent
Davi’s been here only a few weeks, and already she’s made the local newspaper [click for larger image]: Homelessness is an ongoing problem in Missoula, sometimes in the context of poverty; sometimes in the context of panhandling and drunkeness. Our town is a ‘stop’ on the road to somewhere — somewhere warm, somewhere welcoming, somewhere… Continue reading
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