For years the only persons to read my poetry were my beloved husband … and children … and students. Eventually I found Word Press, where I welcome valued readers to that poetry place where my imagination lives…where I give myself permission to be as complex a woman as is possible for me…to be.
maxada…this poet’s prime nurturing place
See my post “Maxada” published October 2, 2013
mandala…intricate symbol for the nature of existence