I had to buy flowers today. Dining room table was asking That I throw the dead ones away. But those were the last ones from My flower beds, and I didn’t Want to toss them just yet. I get so sad at the end Of growing season. The decaying Heads of old friends who have […]
So small in the arms of the priest No, his words cannot be true My babe can’t rend the world we know Nor sword cleave my heart in two Yet we’d had to flee for safety Our world turned upside-down Dwelling among strangers Later settled in a distant town Then this boy, no longer a
Our lady of Sorrows Sept 15, 2021 Read More »
Today, as the country pauses to recall that frightening day twenty years ago, I take a moment, too. I was still working then. I was in our lab at Cornell setting up an experiment when a graduate student burst in saying something awful had just happened in New York City. I turned on my radio
I lost my mother on August 23, 2021. I still am processing this. It is hard to come to grips with the fact that I will never see her again this side of death. I will never hear her laugh, listen to her stories, share gossip, or cook together again. My heart is full of