I AM NOT WHITE

I am not white… Not white, but tones of pinkof gentle shades of tawnywith constellations on my skinof greater and lesser magnitudesof brown. My eyes are blueor sometimes more like grey.It’s a mood thingor a product of surroundingsand ecologies. My blood is redas brightas anyone’s.  My hair has lived throughsun-touched goldand lightish, dullish brown,and through fads …

Lament

I’m sorry, I can’t love youas maternal love should be…Out here I standbeyond the glass, a wall of distancebetween my heart and the world. Love’s such a quiet subtle thingso easily drowned outby need and wantand hungers wailingfrom a time,the time when childrenlearn to loveby being loved. I’m sorrythat my missing piecesmake this puzzlethat is …

Mother and Child

I cannot quite put a finger on it,nor pin down the feelings in my heartnow I am home from visiting with you…A deal of history lies there between usas it has lain, gathered over years of awkwardness,uncertainty,resentment,guilt,embarrassment;over many moments miscalculated,misinformed,misunderstoodthat still stand between us… Now I am older,with grown children of my own;You are oldand …

THE DAY BETWEEN

Considering with weary heart and jaded eyeall the stacks and racks and knicks and knacks, that loom left over and left undonefrom yesterdays and yesterweekslast month, last season,even all a lifetime’s matters still requiring answers and corrections and response…  Before this week is out I knowdecisions must be made, uncertainties confronted and if possible allayed, anxieties faced down, potentially …

Against the Pane

I did believe that Ino longer cared:Immunity attained,myself now proofagainst the sightof others driftingin the rosy joyful clouds,the bliss of knowinganother,and being knownacceptedwelcomedtouched and moved,embraced,enjoyed… That lessons learned in painwere by now set hardwithin a heart crazedby experience,firmly welded into a wholeby wisdom… Apparently not.

What Would You Do For a Klondike Bar?

Watching EVIL on Netflix. Interesting… It’s the metaphor of the perpetual battle of Good vs Evil through the filters of the Catholic Church vs the Demonic Heirarchy. That isn’t the point of it though, that’s just the vehicle for the stories. The point is that we make choices, that we choose the influences that help …

Science vs Faith is not a thing.

My dad, a scientist, once said, “I don’t need faith, I’ve got knowledge!” I think it was a response to my asking him to have a little faith in me. It was, however, his scientist-mindset that defined and justified–to him–his attitude. Scientists seek knowledge, or as close as they can get to something they can …

The Serpent & The Saint It’s a book!

A question that bounced around my head for a while, triggered by Saint Patrick’s Day and his associated myths: How exactly did St Patrick ‘drive all the snakes out of Ireland? History actually has some answers for the sources of this folk tale, but before I knew that, an idea came to me. It took …

Time Does What Only Time Can Do

Patience is a casualty of this age of immediate information and too-ready opinionating. On Wednesday, Jan 6, 2021, as all the mayhem played out, conjecture and personal interpretation flew in all directions. The Media did its thing of milking the drama, inflaming and alarming to increase its audience-share. Anxieties were fueled by What Ifs, and …