January 2021


Bodies make strangers of us as we age:we stoop, whisper, stumble and grow impatient quicklybut in our eyes the real soul lurks:unexpected snowflakes of wit Each one different, though:in my aunt’s face – unseen for years –suddenly my mother lives  She…

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Walking through water

Walking through waterbeneath the holy city,she feels the weight of the pastwash against her shoulders This is the way in, but it is not obvious:sand and shingle beneath her feetremind her how close the desert is  Immersed in sinshe strains…

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