City of Forty Hills — September, 2022 Featured Poem

I am hoping this will appear in my third poetry book which is currently in the editing process. This poem is in a loose version of a haibun. The great Japanese poet Matsuo Basho wrote many haibuns. This form is composed of a short prose piece followed by a haiku. I went down a delightful…

Reproductive Choices Poetry Anthology

Dear Friends–So much sound and fury is spent on the politics of controlling the bodies of others. This is a timely book, coming out before the elections, that might make it possible for some actual listening to real people dealing with complexities of being human. Please look for it when it comes out. I believe…

“If There Is No Other Shore” July,2022 Featured Poem

This poem was inspired by a line from ” On Prayer” by Czeslaw Milosz. He was a marvelous Nobel Prize-winning Polish-American Poet. My parents grew up with summers on Long Island Sound. When getting ready to retire, they bought a sailboat. Mom felt that the salt water could cure anything. I visited and sailed with…

Secrets and Decisions, June, 2022 Featured Poem

This was a very bad week for individual rights, respect and kindness and for all of us who care about bodily autonomy, privacy, public health, equity, and justice for women, LGBTQIAA people and those with limited access to health care. As many of you know, I was the head of a regional Planned Parenthood for…

Memorial Day, 1959 — May, 2022 Featured Poem

I have many memories of the Massachusetts town where I grew up. This memoir poem seems quite appropriate for today. Memorial Day, 1959 The man was huge, his horse gigantic,a living, heroic bronze with a clerical collar.The Reverend Headmaster of the local Prep Schoolheaded the small town parade.His bald head mirrored the bright sun. My…

Narcissus — April, 2022 Featured Poem

It is still spring here in San Francisco. My mother taught me how to “force” bulbs, and to bring in sprays of forsythia which she left in the cloisonne vase on the piano to develop buds and bright yellow cascades of flowers. I think of her in spring and her love of flowers. Even in…

Grandmother–Featured Poem for March, 2022

Many of us have lived with or still enjoy old dogs. I remember my childhood dog, India, with this poem. If you had not heard, there are more dogs than children in San Francisco. I see a bunch of them out my window at the park all day. Sometimes they come at late dusk or…

CLOUDBREAK is Available Now!

Poetic Matrix Press has published my second book, CLOUDBREAK. This book of poetry covers what brought me to my work with social justice and reproductive health, and how I transitioned, after 37 years, to writing. I would love to have you read my book. Thank you to my reviewers, friends, family, teachers, editor and the…

Inner Sunset also on Kindle

I buy many books of poetry for the pleasure of reading and to support my fellow poets. At least 50% of the books I buy are Kindle. I am running out of space in my house and also love reading poetry when I am at Farley’s in San Francisco or Broadway Coffee in Sacramento. I…

What Did The Scrub Jay Notice?Featured Poem for February, 2022

Lilacs are special flowers for me. I grew up with three shades of lilac bushes around our house. They come in lilac-lilac, deep purple and white and smell ever so slightly different, or so I imagined. T.S.Eliot’s poems made an early impression on me and I appreciated his use of lilacs evoking the wild, mystical,…

Metamorphosis-Featured Poem January, 2022

The furnace that heats our bedroom just broke and I have been worrying about the people Back East. Growing up during the Cold War, when we had cold snaps in Massachusetts nobody used the word “bomb’ for a Nor’easter. We did take our weather seriously and tried to predict it with almanacs, good noses for…