On Saturday we flew to Boston to spend Passover with my sister and her family. Both my kids flew in too (one from Chicago, one from Oberlin.) So I was more than a little distracted when I got my word for the elite eight round of March Madness. But I gathered the family around the […]
Month: March 2013
Portrait of a Trembling Poet
The madness continues, and I find myself (unexpectedly) in the sweet sixteen. I do not recall forty years ago celebrating my sweet sixteen, and am delighted to join the poetry party. This round brought me to my knees. I was filled with the angst and self-doubt of my sixteen year-old self. And unlike the last […]