For the first time in my life, I want to turn away from the six o’clock news. Or any news, period. It’s so tempting to avoid the images of war, terrorist attacks, murders, and the daily dose of political egocentricity from both sides of the aisle. But I can’t. And I would argue neither should… Read More
Years teach perspective on poetry, aging, disability . . . even elections
“I don’t know who you are. You stoop a little as pain creeps into your joints Like a burglar stealing the precious jewels Of swift, free movement, Leaving you seated in life’s chair.” These lines are from a poem I wrote about eighteen years ago called “Twenty-Twenty Vision.” It’s my only published piece,… Read More