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Angry in Haiti

I had an interesting chat last night with a woman. I had seen her for the past two days at the hotel and she made an immediate impression. She was hard, and seemed to be…

A Poem for YOU

May a lift be easy to find, When you’re falling a little behind. May the friends that make you smile, Come visit for a while. Holiday HAPPINESS I wish for YOU, And a year filled…

You Can’t Push a Wet Noodle

I thought I would be so full of words and moments of clarity, pearls of literary ease and brilliance – but I found myself oddly silent. Working to produce Mighty Fingers Facing Change, up until…

Drop Anchor

Constant forward motion requires a lot of fuel. I’m lowering my anchor for a day or two. I need to just float and absorb the stillness. Then, I’ll pull it up again and hold my…

I Am Not Afraid

For seven years I lived in a striking landscape. Mountains shoot from the valley floor. Rivers run as clear as air. I was too afraid to stand in it alone. I was convinced that the…

I’m a Square Peg

I’m a square peg. Occasionally rectangular. Every so often, a triangle. But…never round – it seems. Regardless of my shape-shifting, my perception was always an ill fit. It’s gotten better with age. Gravity and experience…

The Lilac

Lilac. It’s a ‘bisexual’ plant that symbolizes love. I didn’t know that. Only that it smells divine and will not last long if you cut it down and expect it to live in a container.…

Always nice to see it in print…

Kelly Sullivan On the Artistic Road Less-Traveled When it comes to obvious definitions, it’s a challenge to fit Kelly Sullivan into any easily delineated category. Straddling the line between painter, patron and educator, the Lambertville…

Resting Venus

To all enthusiastic students, whose efforts, failures, and victories I applaud. “Don’t be shy with the paint,” my grandmother used to tell me. After so many years of trying to figure it out on my…

Four Weeks Post-Op

A wrenching chapter, but relatively short in the span of a lifetime I guess. 15 ½ months of angst & guilt, fear & eventual concurrence led to a spinal fusion. She is in her fourth…