"When it's over, I want to say: all my life I was a bride married to amazement. I was the bridegroom, taking the world into my arms."

Mary Oliver

"I know I am but summer to your heart, and not the full four seasons of the year".

Edna St. Vincent Millay

The words of poetry have always danced inside of my own heart. I often string some of them into my novels and recently was honored to have several poems set to music by Sistrum-a fabulous female choir based in Lansing, Michigan. They used poetry from my novel, Dancing Naked at the Edge of Dawn, some from my newest novel, The Shortest Distance Between Two Women, and other poems as well.

Poetry, like all writing, is often very personal. And it's like wine.....also a matter of personal taste. My mind often twirls itself into poems. I write them on tissue, magazine covers, envelopes...whatever is right there.

And....what the hell! Here's a revolving poetry page for you. I've shared so much of my life with you already-it's time to open the gate just a little bit more. Check back. I'll share more......

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