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MY WRITING

EASTER 1946

November 22, 2021
She studies a photo.  In Sunday-best, the family layered up the front steps, eyes unseeing. Her son encased shoulder to foot in his Daddy’s army jacket.

Out of Thin Air

November 21, 2021
One of the last two steamships fitted with sails, huge spread of canvas, three steel masts to court the wind, she delivered  my father’s family to the new world, from the cargo hold  called ‘Tw…

International Studies, 1967

October 9, 2021
On our way to breakfast, we meet a small pig tethered to a tree. We name her Pink and greet her daily, until she is served at evening meal.

September Song

September 29, 2021

The Conundrum

September 6, 2021

On Peeling a Potato

May 2, 2021

On Art, and Finding a Way Home

April 14, 2021
I think art of any kind has to do with finding one’s way home, that is, back to oneself perhaps for the first time. Art often helps connect heart and mind, to find the story one is searching for.  …

Commerce

April 12, 2021