northshorewoman

Tassu is slowing down. I no longer take her on long walks along the lakeshore on Sunday morning; I take her for a short slow ramble--or ...

I will continue with my poem about the Sacred tree,  but I've decided to waylay you with a short story.   My Mother, the Bear.   My moth...

A Tree Called Sacred cont'd Much later, I was brought to Europe, where I was taken up eagerly. I gave birth to penniless universitie...

Over the next few posts, I will serialize one of my tree poems. This tree poem is a puzzle, too, like my poem An Ancient Riddle Found Standi...

Olive tree within a traffic circle within an illegal Israeli settlement within the Occupied West Bank. Regardless where you stand o...