- - my mom   Endless Fingering the past and its memories like beads of stone or bone, like the ivory necklace of your mother’s you wor...

- - Under the open sky You are a constant bridge between mother and child. I walk from this side a sprout to the other shore’s bone...

- - me and Mom on my wedding day, April 8, 1978 Mom with Peter in 1982 Mom and Lesley in 1981 Mom at around age 5 Lesley, wit...