A bay area poet of the generation before ours and before our parents', Gertrude Stein stood out even in her controversial environment. She was a friend of Picasso (his portrait of her is on the left), and to other artists of the day. And her poetry maintains its value as…
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Odd Thoughts
The crunch of the apple and the tang of its skin makes me smile, makes me laugh, makes me drink the ripe in. This is me in a sunbeam on a not-so-hot day looking for something to inspire my play. There's a bonnie bright sky bellowing blue overhead, herding the…
Edelweiss
In German the name of the flower translates directly to "noble and white". Historically the blossom has been touted as a love charm, proof of bravery and even as medicine to heal wounds and ward off evil. Edelweiss has long been the national flower Switzerland, and during WWI it was…
The Pomegranate
Summer is so beautiful! Today I gazed out my window with Disney sitting on the sill. Birds took flight, catching the sunlight with their backs and wings. Everything was green with freedom and health. I love summer. But, as a young woman I know that summer is finite, like life…
A Favorite Poem
If -Rudyard Kipling If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you; If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too; If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or, being…
Funny Girls Wearing Hats
After work on Sunday night, Amy and I drove down to San Jose to be with Cindy. "We can't be afraid to do what we know we have to do. Ya-ya!" Her boyfriend, Jason, had just left for Japan. Now, he won't be gone long, but she was hurting. Loneliness…
Looking for Innisfree
My English Literature class this quarter has moved into the life and works of William Butler Yeats (1865-1939). I'm a Yeats fan. What an incredible man. While looking again at some of his poems, I began to feel a new sense of identification. Yes, I've always enjoyed his style, finesse,…
The sanctuary of heritage
Some things are just too big to really think about. Feeling a tad overwhelmed this afternoon, I called my pal Cindy to find out whether I was alone in my staggering under the weight of life. If she weren't such a nice person, such a good friend, I think she…