by lori | Mar 14, 2016 | Dragons, Essays, Magic, Play and Magic, Poetry
Like friendship, magic shows up when you invite her in. She sits to stay a spell when you take a deep breath and say “This is who I really am.” After that, to stay with magic becomes easier and harder. Easier, because now she’s an old friend. Harder, because old... by lori | Aug 11, 2015 | Alzheimer's, Care Partnering, Content, Here and now, Poetry, the Void
so welcome here sitting in the sun at a rusty table lunch with caregivers in front of Useless Bay sparrows bathe in dust at our feet fluff and primp without shame we admire the audacity together we swing across Alzheimer’s through marriage troubles creative projects... by lori | Sep 4, 2014 | Here and now, Poetry
We could argue all day about what is and isn’t a poem but let’s not. Keep your perspective. I’ll keep mine. Let’s make pickles in lieu of argument. in my notebooks grocery lists and recipes are tucked among poems like lighthouses for coming... by lori | May 15, 2014 | Here and now, Love, Poetry, Women
Ferns line the path between as tall as me old buildings seem to swoon in the heat a northern seaside town turned tropical in uncharacteristically warm May. Running late to the movies where women friends wait pop into The Star Store grab sour cherry licorice and... by lori | Apr 21, 2014 | Pirates, Poetry, Silly, Writing
I accept responsibility for floating adrift at sea everything else I ascribe to luck Life’s not controlled by me. I fell in love with Mystery first who often visits here to experience her argument for wonder over fear. I fell in love with Magic next brought...