NOTES FROM AN ISLAND – Aug 22 2021

 It’s my birthday, again. In a time such as this one, I shouldn’t be complacent about it. The passing of years is automatic. It is the compiling of them where the challenge lies. Last year was a ‘big’ birthday, one whose number need not be named. At the beginning...

A YEAR IN POEMS – 8/10/2021

 “Let it be forgotten, as a flower is forgotten,Forgotten as a fire that once was singing gold,Let it be forgotten for ever and ever,Time is a kind friend, he will make us old.” Sara Teasdale, “Let It Be Forgotten” This beautiful but bittersweet poem finds...