Catherine
perfect imperfections skipping strides skipping rocks my heart, skipping beats deceleration completes its vivid circle and again I sit on my observer’s roost in motionless moment-ness eyes glued on this child whose tininess overwhelms for... More »
Catherine
for Lilliana child do you know I used to tell you my secrets all those days, before you were born we travelled light, you danced and played I tried not to laugh, as you kicked... More »
Catherine
for my girls my little one sings to the fish when she bathes my little one tells me she is dreaming of frogs my little one has messy hair in the morning that curls, tickles... More »
Catherine
I overheard my little girl say “I am a mystery” and her bear understood I have spent decades in this place getting to know the particulars the solid and the liquid the pleasant and the... More »
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poem
June 2009 
