This has long been a topic of interest to me. Why? Because my mother lived with Alzheimer’s disease for 14 years, and my daughter was born with Celiac disease. I experienced the devastation of both these conditions, was the link between them, in fact. So, if there is anything positive I can add to the conversation about healing and supporting those with Celiac and Alzheimer’s, I would do it in a heartbeat. Read the rest of this entry »
It’s a rare opportunity when you get to honor your mentor, who is alive and well, still reading poetry and teaching at the age of 84. This, after a bout of lung cancer and dealing with chemo and radiation, which makes it all the more meaningful.
April is National Poetry Month, a perfect time to reminisce over my early days as a poet and the gifts I’ve received from Tony Abbott. I spent those days searching for the next line that would move me deeply, digging into my past, roaming beyond the ragged edges of my heart, seeking something bright and unexpected – the sun rising over a new land created through language.
In short, I wanted to be broke open and reformed – again and again.