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Portugal in the Spring

Portugal in the Spring

In Portugal, when they say "lock down" they mean it.  Until last week, we were forbidden to leave the village--even take a drive from one village to the next. Doing so meant risking a $600 fine.  And, of course, no one could visit anyone--even double-masked...

The Memoir is Written . . . I think.

The Memoir is Written . . . I think.

Today I celebrate my birthday. Since I am in Portugal during a pandemic, and in the absence of party guests, cake, candles and the Happy Birthday song, I will celebrate by putting down my pen, stepping away from my keyboard, and declaring my memoir done Odd, really....

Edna St. Vincent Millay – The Poet, The Woman

Edna St. Vincent Millay – The Poet, The Woman

My good friend Krystyna Poray Goddu, author of a biography for young people of the poet Edna St. Vincent Millay-- A Girl Called Vincent has been on my mind of late.  Krystyna and I met in 2015, when she was living in Cumberland, Maryland, not far from my farm in...

Two Poets Who Speak For Me

Two Poets Who Speak For Me

I can hardly express how relieved I am today now that the inauguration of the 46th American President is behind us, nor how my spirit is beginning to lift, despite the horrors of covid-19 still ahead. I am choosing to believe, I need to believe, that President Biden...

Goodbye Jim and Elaine Wolfensohn

Goodbye Jim and Elaine Wolfensohn

  My old friend and former President of the World Bank, Jim Wolfensohn died yesterday, three months after his wife Elaine--an even closer friend--died in August. I learned of Elaine’s death a few minutes before Joe Biden accepted the nomination for president in a...

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