North Sea When you heard whistles, yells, and felt the shells pierce the wings and hull, what did you wonder as parachute’s grace rocked you towards inevitable clash with Northern Sea’s finishing freeze splash? Did you embrace chivalrous? Macho? Scared? Maybe yours were no confident, steeled, screaming lips. Maybe relief gave your imminent non-being a…
Category: family
dVerse — Poetics — Songs of My Parents
“The Art of Music,” by Adam Santana I am my father’s daughter as I walk through tall grass that whispers melodies in every season. River songs pause in winter to catch breath for spring’s gurgles. I see him there, sun in his eyes, his white t-shirt and faded overalls. I am my mother’s daughter, polar…
Tanka Tuesday 317 — Two Tankas
I watch deer at dusk out my back slider before turning on the lights; as dark shrouds them, I wonder are they still there — or just ghosts? Breakfast cafe fare of chai and vegan croissant, sitting across from my son; infinity rests with us in this moment’s food and talk. Colleen Chesebro is the…
REVIEW: “Women Talking” (2022) — Keith & the Movies
(CLICK HERE to read my full review in the Arkansas Democrat-Gazette) Forming the very marrow of Sarah Polley’s quietly lacerating new drama “Women Talking” are the bold and timely themes of female survival and solidarity. That alone is enough for an engrossing story. But part of what makes Polley’s film adaptation of Miriam Toews’ 2018 […]…
Andrea Martin on ICWA and an Antiracist Child Welfare Policy — Turtle Talk
Andrea Martin has posted “Beyond Brackeen: Active Efforts Toward Antiracist Child Welfare Policy,” forthcoming in the Yale Law and Policy Journal, on SSRN. Here is the abstract: Due to structural racism, legal protections afforded to families of children in the foster care system have been significantly eroded and continue to be challenged. As a result, […]…
#FF — The Great Builder
PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields I was raised with foundations of a truth that made me prone to earthquakes, floods, drought, and wildfires. The Great Builder assigned worker bees to this aimless wretch. Stone by stone, my foundation was overlaid with bioliths of resonant wonder, kindness, grace, patience, forgiveness, laughter, companionship, guilelessness – and reciprocation….
dVerse — Poetics — Dad
l.-r. me, my dad, and my brother Daddy’s hands were large, with dark hair and pleasant tone They were proportionate to his thin frame and long bones Hands I used to stand and watch, transfixed, as he shaved My father’s eyes rarely had courage to meet theirs and mine Fearful of what he might see…
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