Of elephants and lions and little birds

When great souls die,the air around us becomeslight, rare, sterile.We breathe, briefly.Our eyes, briefly,see with a hurtful clarity.Our memory, suddenly sharpened,examines, gnaws on kind wordsunsaid, promised walksnever taken.Maya Angelou, "When Great Trees Fall" excerpt For days now, I've hobbled around, tears falling on every inch of our yard and house, crying with great fury and … Continue reading Of elephants and lions and little birds

One word brings another

Εκ λόγου άλλος εκβαίνει λόγοςEuripides (from The Women of Troy) With the publishing of my husband's 3rd book, The Complete Orlando, Florida, Civil Rights Movement: Cooperation, Communication, and Reflections, 1951-1971, the current state of affair has required much discussion. We tread lightly, Fred and I, around the news of the day and work. Time together … Continue reading One word brings another