from recovered poems: Stepping Through
stepping through a field of marbles, maple trees on either side and sunlight sprained on late summer grass...
stepping through a field of marbles, maple trees on either side and sunlight sprained on late summer grass...
THE WOMAN IN THE WINDOW for Peggy Billings What did the woman in the window see What stars did her dark eyes...
Death Bed for John M My friend, an old ma Becomes a baby Swaddled in a sheet Pale hairless belly ballooning...
Peggy Billings, poet, activist, friend, in her own words, from the afterword to her second book of poems,...
Jenny Mae Leffel will never sing again Her voice is lost in the rafters of heaven Her notes shower the earth...
Once the distinction between real and imagined history had been introduced, they began to spend their free...
WAR The clowns and the names Run together calico flames In a garden of epitaphs Bowed beneath trees the...
Visiting Peggy at the Cayuga Ridge Extended Care “Nobody feels any painâ€â€”Bob Dylan, Laureate Sang and...