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Jul.

22

2019

The MacGuffin, Spring 2019

Two of my poems are in volume XXXV of The MacGuffin, the fascinating journal out of Schoolcraft College. This publication has been around from years and I have submitted a number of times and am so proud to finally have my work included! I have been intrigued by the focus which is on a “macguffin,” something, often simple, upon which the plot turns in a story and even in a poem. My macguffins are a comb, a symbol for a homeless child, and a pewter teapot, the only thing left behind by a thief. I wrote the second poem last year at Centrum. It is based on a true story often told to me by my grandmother, an immigrant girl who came to America in her teens.

May.

14

2019

Issue 13 of Split Rock Review

My poem, “Glass Midden,” is set to appear in the September issue of Split Rock Review! This is a Port Townsend poem written about our fascinating glass beach where erosion has taken down and re-formed debris from over a hundred years of peninsula history. I love beach combing there and hope my poem reflects the mystery and pathos of physical history.

May.

14

2019

We’Moon 2020

Again in 2020 I will have two pieces in the We’Moon Datebook! I always love being a part of the synergetic creativity of the dozens of women artists and writers who focus each year on earthly and cosmic energy. My first piece for next year is “St. Anne, Patron of Mothers of Daughters” and talks about the intricacies of the mother-daughter relationship. The other one is “Mokosh, Goddess of the Working Woman.” As many of you know, my maiden name was Mokosh and my heritage is slavic coming out of Slovakia and the Czech Republic. A few years ago, I discovered the ancient slavic goddess Mokosh, quite by chance. She isn’t a glamour girl; rather a large-handed, big-headed persona who is there for the difficult tasks. See more at www.wemoon.ws.

May.

14

2019

Allen Ginsberg Honorable Mention

My poem, “Nun Gowns,” was awarded an Honorable Mention in this year’s Allen Ginsberg Poetry competition sponsored by the Poetry Center at Passaic County Community College! The poem will appear in the 2020 edition of the Paterson Literary Review. This is a long-standing competition and I have long admired the writing and poetry advocacy efforts of executive director Maria Mazziotti Gillan. I am so thrilled to have a poem of mine recognized here!

Dec.

18

2018

Two Poems in the Fall 2018 Issue of The Louisville Review

“Gutenberg’s Mirrors” and “Traffic Fiction” are both included in this wonderful journal, a publication of Spalding University. The amazing Greg Pape, former poet laureate of Montana, is poetry editor. The first poem was inspired by a fact my friend Devon Damonte told me about the famous Gutenberg not starting out to invent moveable type but rather mirrors to help pilgrims discover the power of saints’ relics. The one about traffic is a tribute to my mother, one of the kindest, most positive people who ever lived. She taught for 30+ years and saw the goodness in everyone. 

Nov.

07

2018

The MacGuffin Journal Accepts 2 Poems

The MacGuffin, a wonderful journal I have submitted to several times in the past with no luck, has just accepted 2 poems: The Truth of Pewter and Teeth of the Comb. I love the concept of a ‘macguffin,’ defined by the journal as: The moving force (and sometimes the solution) of a work of mystery fiction is referred to as a MacGuffin, a concept that originated in Victorian England.
Alfred Hitchcock used the term and said, “No film is complete without a MacGuffin because that’s what everybody is after.” The MacGuffin might be the papers everyone is looking for or the ring that was stolen — in short, the MacGuffin is any device or gimmick that gets a plot rolling. The MacGuffin itself has little, if any, fundamental importance, and, according to Hitchcock, is nothing in and of itself.

And so it is with my poems, I think. The Truth of Pewter is about a teapot my grandmother and her sisters brought from Sweden. It was a lucky charm for them in several ways and passed down to me has become something sort of magical as well. Teeth of the Comb is about homelessness and is told in the voice of a little girl living in a car with her mother and brother and the morning no one was there to fix her hair before school.

Thanks you to the editors of The MacGuffin! I am so excited to see my poems in print and to read the other work therein!

Oct.

16

2018

Poem in “Learning to Heal: Reflections on Nursing School in Poetry and Prose”

I am so thrilled to have a poem in one of Cortney Davis’ excellent nursing-themed anthologies!  “Learning to Heal”, co-edited by Jeanne Bryner,  just arrived from Kent State University Press and it is beautiful — in both design and content! My poem is entitled: “First Patient” and is indeed about the first patient assigned to me in my first clinical rotation in nursing school. He was in Pacific Care nursing home on Cherry Street in Aberdeen. He was diabetic and had just had his leg amputated. One line from the poem goes: “I have never been so afraid,” and this was true. I was older going to nursing school. This was my second career. But life experience didn’t make me any less terrified of hurting this poor man, of making his pain and his condition worse. It takes incredible courage to care for the body of another person and I am so thankful I got to serve in this way. It also takes unbelievable bravery to attempt to touch the soul, which is what I believe poetry does. Each time I write, a part of me “has never been so afraid.”

Sep.

29

2018

Four Poems in the Meditative “Leaping Clear”

This autumn I have 4 poems published in the online “Leaping Clear” Journal: www.leapingclear.org. The first is “The Girl Who Loved the Varied Thrush,” for my friend Anna who loves all animals and who knows the names of many birds. The second is “How to  Build a Bat House” and is about the widow, whose house we almost bought. When bats settled under the siding around the front door and the realtor insisted they put up plastic to keep them away, she learned how to build a dwelling for them on the south side of her home.

The third poem is a beautiful distant memory of my grandmother, Esther. And the last one talks seeing a totem pole – I am fascinated by totem poles – and wondering about my own totem/animal affiliate or protector.

As part of this journal, the editors asked for a statement about the poet’s meditative practice. Here is mine: Listening is essential to my meditative practice. I am clairaudient. Inspiration, enlightenment, and peace come to me in sounds and voices. We live near the ocean and forests and close to mountains. I am blessed with an abundance of bird song, wind, and waves. In addition, I love to read my favorite authors aloud and memorize lines. I enjoy gathering snatches of conversation and discover lives through borrowed words. My Guides offer phrases in my dreams. I am so grateful for my ears! I am most connected to the world through everyday music.