Nobel Prize

This piece I wrote in response to a prompt I gave my Goddesses retreat in Arles, France, June 2017. The prompt was, “Write your own Nobel prize reception speech.” Image credit: Proserpine, by Gabriel Rossetti   The poet speaks like ancient druids and fairies of turning sideways into the light. Makes no sense to the shareholder, the […]

At Seventy …

At seventy I won’t see your face from up close and my fingers will hurt holding this pen and I will read steamy romance without shame and will have done away with bras and worries about the beginnings of wrinkles. I will tell strangers I love them and old acquaintances I’ve never been that fond […]