Writers’ Blog
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Survival Art
Today, it is a rainy Sunday. Not quite noon, and I’m sitting at my laptop listening to the rain crash hard on the flat roof above me. It is dark out, the skies are rumbling, and I’m wondering what to do next… Why not write?
Another Dog Story – Kelpie 1967
This is not an ordinary obituary.
Farm dogs guard the farmer’s home, their loud dependable bark announces incoming cars and trucks.
The Seven Rs of Pandemic Writing
Everyone is writing a pandemic journal, it seems. We all want to capture this lost time that will soon disappear (we hope) when the vaccine makes its way into our arms, when we forget face masks, and how to socially distance, and the acronyms PPE, PCR and RNA.
The Road to Gesualdo, an extract
Carlo Gesualdo, Prince of Venosa, was a sixteenth century composer and musician. The town of Gesualdo in Campania was also the place where he lived. Spring was in the air. The capes of the two ladies strolling in the garden were fluttering in the warm breeze. It was a glorious day, but Livia was in a dark mood.
Ode to Summer
On the porch in the shade visiting
sitting on a wicker chair
a cyclist passes
black spandex shorts
yellow top
Never again…
Harvest Time
Today, as the skin of the cooked beetroot slipped off easily under the gentle pressure of my fingers, I am taken back to the moment my hands first performed that satisfying act.