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Friday, July 27, 2012

Legacy of Ocean Point II: My Aunt Elizabeth

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Aunt Elizabeth's cottage in Ocean Point, Maine I wrote this poem to Aunt Elizabeth sometime in the 80's when I  had just crossed...
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Wednesday, July 25, 2012

The Legacy of Ocean Point. Part I: Almost Paradise

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Maine. Just hearing that word as a child would induce in me a sudden stillness of anticipation. Ar...
Thursday, July 5, 2012

The Main Cause for Rejoicing

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] Last year the city of Los Alamos did not celebrate the Fourth of July. Half the town was empty of residents du...
Monday, July 2, 2012

The Cost of Greed

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I  I live on a plateau seven thousand feet above sea level in North Central New Mexico. This habitat is called the Pinon-Juniper Forest...
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Saturday, June 30, 2012

Strength

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An onomatopoeic word: The initial "s" is steeling oneself; The "t" is defiance of fear; "Reng" is mental or...
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Wednesday, June 20, 2012

Coping with Clinical Depression

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It seems I have a hard time staying happy. One of the reasons is that my brain is incapable of regulating the neurotransmitter known as se...
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Monday, June 18, 2012

At West Park Pool

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. In the beginning there was the usual scene with the usual mix of people. In the roped off area a woman was attempting to swim lap...
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Back in my mid-twenties I held a lowly clerical job in a San Francisco-based corporation. One day I was pulled from my regular duties and asked to go over various files in order to destroy evidence of price fixing. This new assignment violated my code of ethics and I was in the process of considering how and when to launch my protest when my in-laws decided to pay us a visit. Naturally, I spoke to them about my job dilemma since it weighed heavily on my mind. Here's what my father-in-law said: "Listen, tootsie, if your boss tells you to do something, YOU DO IT!" We (my husband, his parents and I) were seated in our small apartment drinking wine.Thus, my reaction to my father-in-law's admonishment was to hurl my wine glass in the general vicinity of his head. I am not proud of this criminally violent and shockingly immature behavior and, in retrospect, I regretted that I had not opted for a cleverer and more graceful way to address my father-in-law's misogynistic posturing. As the years progressed, I learned to act on the (formulaic) advice I gave my students -- "Use your words!"
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