Here's another poem written during grad school. This one is on the opening page of my thesis. In the beginning was The Word And The Word was with Silence And The Word was Silence. In the beginning was Voice. And the Voice was with Mother, And the Voice was Mother. It was with Mother in … Continue reading In the Beginning was The Word
When I was a very little girl I loved to dance. Once a week my Nana would take me to the Senior Center (which in England I think they used to call the Old Age Pensioner's Club - nice) so I could gavotte around for their entertainment. I loved it. And I almost killed my … Continue reading Gotta dance!