Writing Archives 2016-2017 Pasu Sightings
A co-worker declared to me today, “You’re a witch!” We were talking about my dog Pasu, who died two weeks ago. I…
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Writing Archives 2016-2017 A co-worker declared to me today, “You’re a witch!” We were talking about my dog Pasu, who died two weeks ago. I…
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Writing Archives 2016-2017 My experience with doubt is contrary to Emily Dickinson’s. Here’s my poem. Below it is Dickinson’s "A doubt if it be Us."…
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Writing Archives 2016-2017 Saturday I drove westward to Cannon Beach. Sunday I drove eastward to Hood River. Each trip included snow and clouds on the…
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Writing Archives 2016-2017 I’m on my way to the coast today so I can breathe. I will walk on the beach and remember Pasu running,…
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Writing Archives 2016-2017 He insults my soul. It’s unrestful for me to see him in office, look at him, hear him speak, read his clownish,…
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Writing Archives 2016-2017 It has been an unusual year. A few personal saving graces have countered the distress and disappointment about national matters. I will…
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Writing Archives 2016-2017 In this photo, taken in 1991, I was almost 34 years old and had just moved from southern California to southern Oregon…
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Writing Archives 2016-2017 Since the mass shooting inside Pulse, a gay nightclub in Orlando, Florida, I have heard calls for “tolerance” from politicians, late-night comedians, clergy, and…
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Writing Archives 2016-2017 Note: This was my About page from my former blog Into the Woods (whispers of old trees), which I populated with writings…
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