Gone to Starlight

She is gone from this place, another great woman. We loved her, as one loves a whirlwind. Lifted now into the sky realms, her path remains in our hearts, leads on into wilderness. There is so much more to say, but for now, farewell and love to the incomparable Elke Blodgett

Morning

Joy comes in the morning. – Psalm 30:5 Morning was always Mom’s time. In the winter on the farm, morning would begin with the sound of her rattling the kitchen stove, stoking up the fire. We heated the house via a mixed-fuel furnace in the basement, whom, for reasons that live in family legend, we…

1985

It was 1985, and the world was new, blah blah blah we’ve been over this before, in a thousand poems since my father died. but did i tell you? i was in the bathroom when they came for us and so, came back to the waiting room to find them gone, had to find mom…