This poem is a perspective of winter time in Western Pennsylvania where I have lived my entire life. As I walk my dogs, I am paying attention to every detail, sound, and sight.
I focus on the color, red, in my world and in my memories.
Continue reading →Charles Portolano, my friend and editor of The Avocet publications challenged me to write a poem based on a message I sent him as an e-mail.
His challenge stayed on the front burner of my thoughts for that entire day, and night.
Continue reading →his was the first summer that I took students from Geneva College for a travel/study course, Drawing and Writing in Salzburg.
I combined elements of places, people, landscape and memory. Life happens in layers of imagery. It is multi-layered. I
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