Poems that inhabit the persona of the Goddess Durga, and speak in a voice...

She sees the label on a shelfin the Stockbridge Country Storeand finds the sealed tin. Her......

The Lover The woman doesn’t call herself a saint, just a lover...

The woman doesn’t call herselfa saint, just a loverof a saint who’s been dead four hundred......

I was eight when I lookedthrough a keyhole and saw my mother in the drawing roomin......

We are warm with Mojitosand your stories of Poland and your verities about menwho fear intimacy.......