Three little girls ran down a block, said Grandma was the best! They'd sing and play, read some and dance, then sit down for a rest. Their Dad and Mom encouraged them, they knew Grandma loved girls.
The other poem further showed, what had already been visible ... the stately introduction to a higher life--may well end with her description of the death of the summer she so loved. As imperceptibly ...
"These poems are laden with grief, but also, to my ears, carry a tremendous love and hope, without which, surely, there could be no endurance," writes critic Mandana Chaffa. With members across ...
I’ve probably been working on the same 70 or 80 poems for the last 15 or 20 years ... The Universal Fire turned into a mournful procession of love and grief. Named after the 2008 blaze that that ...