Amanda Gorman’s stunning poem, and an interview with the 22-year-old who mesmerized us during Joe Biden’s inauguration on Wednesday…
When I started this blog on June 28, 2015, I was scared out of my wits. What would I write? Who would read it? How long could I keep it going?
On Saturday, June 6th…
These depressing days reminded me of a song I wrote in 1983. 🎵 Back then it was apropos of nothing, really, but it kind of fits what’s happening now. Maybe a tad exaggerated – poetic licence, I guess.
Lots more snow…
It was more like billions.
“Because: all the children who were murdered
Never grew up to become men and women…”
– a repost of mine, to commemorate Holocaust Remembrance Day.
Join my cousins and myself for a truly entertaining evening.
Today was a day of tears… and a day of hope.
…let me count the ways:
I’ve met this woman only once, but the good impression from that whirlwind introduction (at a kitty adoption day) and from many Facebook posts and comments since have led me to pen the following little limerick.