sunlight ebbs…

As I reflect on my grandmother’s life, I was reminded of this haiku that I wrote for Mother’s Day last year in remembrance of her daughter, my mother.   sunlight ebbs through drifting clouds I think of my mother   declina il sole attraverso nuvole vaganti penso a mi madre   *translated by Eufemia GriffoContinue reading “sunlight ebbs…”

old mix tape…

  This was written about a time when a chapter in my marriage ended and a new one began. Today it takes on new meaning as my grandmother died yesterday, peacefully at home, and was a musician and teacher for almost all of her 99 years.    old mix tape our first love song ourContinue reading “old mix tape…”