Pomona’s PenanceThe story is that Pomona, wood nymph of orchard fruit, goddess of “what is to be taken,” according to the root words, lived quite happily…Sep 28, 2021Sep 28, 2021
Sometimes a QueenThere’s a humming silence in courtrooms the quality of which I’ve never found to be replicated anywhere else. On that day, the silence…Aug 24, 2021Aug 24, 2021
August. And Everything After.Having just celebrated my 48th birthday, I have this odd feeling of having come through something, of being on the other side. It feels…Aug 20, 20211Aug 20, 20211
The Power of NoI remember once taking my mother with me to a book signing at Barnes & Noble. We had lunch first, and in the course of our conversation, I…Jul 31, 2021Jul 31, 2021
Past Perfect BoyI saw the shoes at the Goodwill in the wealthiest section of my hometown. They were impossible. Sizzling electric green with pink-tongued…Jun 9, 20211Jun 9, 20211
Many MothersI feel I may have written this in some other form once long ago; forgive me if I repeat myself. Mother’s Day is coming up, a day painful…May 20, 2021May 20, 2021
The Tree of LoveIf there’s one assignment I’ve dreaded seeing my kids bring home, it’s the family tree assignment. It was bad enough in preschool when my…Mar 9, 20211Mar 9, 20211
The Girl in the Little Red BootsFor the past two months, I’ve been cooped up in my house, either gimping here and there in an aircast or working on my bed because it’s…Feb 2, 2021Feb 2, 2021
The Cicada TreeOn the morning of my daughter’s third birthday, I found a magnificent, newly-hatched cicada on our maple tree. Its wings were clear jade…Jan 9, 2021Jan 9, 2021
From One Winter to the NextI’ve been thinking a lot in decades recently. It dawned on me today that I am exactly in the same place I was a decade ago — out of work…Dec 21, 20201Dec 21, 20201
