Good to Laugh, Good to Cry

Last night was the first time in a long while that I cried over the loss of my son. Maybe it was the full moons pull that made me more emotionally sensitive. Maybe my tears were triggered by the sad movie I’d watched. Maybe I was just sad. I haven’t had a...

One Year Ago

Where does the time go when you grieve? Where does grief go? It doesn’t. It stays on, which I’ve realized is good, because then you never forget. I don’t usually share my personal life in public domains. It’s mine. It’s private. But...

How Many (Jian)?

We’d sit at tables, desks, in cars, in beds, morning coffee steaming through your crooning voice. You had us across airwaves far and wide. Mesmerized. As simple as the lullaby of your words cascading into our intimate space. We tuned in daily for you to cast your...

My poem in Poetry Nook

Here is the link to the lit journal on Amazon. You can also read the poem printed below. Salmon Run   silver tips flicker at the brush of noon   scaly sinew rises through grizzly pawed & fish hooked waters   cool spawning pools become scarlet paved...

Remembrance

My father served in the US Army during WW II. He did not fight. He was a Japanese interpreter, having learned the language at UC Berkeley where he went to school. I’d guess his intention was to be useful, serve his country and not go to the front to fight. I...

The Times They Were A-Changing

A recent Facebook post of mine featured a Joni Mitchell YouTube clip with her singing Both Sides Now circa 1970. Now I’m listening to Dylan. Guess you could call it flashback Friday. I remember the musicians of Rock, Blues and Folk music in the sixties and...
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