My Chapbook, Transported, is out. The poems center on the two years of my childhood when my family traveled in Europe and Egypt.
They include the sense of family:
Five lean on each other,
two parents, three children,
no child’s star, pointing outward.
(Centripetal Forces)
Things seen from a child’s point of view:
Tales of moats and castles frame
my picture of a king. The Queen
is a prim lady in a trim suit, matching hat.
Alice’s nemesis is dwarfed
by the real, living Elizabeth,
her patient smile akin to my mother’s,
(Parallel Lines)
The way the experience affected my later life:
She has come home
to the familiar: classmates, neighbors.
Two years older, she doesn’t know
what’s changed, how corners of her mind
have filled with images foreign to her friends,
dropped in like squash seeds in compost,
(Returns 1)
Contact me to buy a copy or go to Finishing Line Press.
Same price, but I include the postage and sign them.
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