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Cross Country Snow

Sam saw Hannah turn and beckon to him. He had stopped to watch her slide across the snow the way, years ago, those figures in the Munich Glockenspiel had seemed to slide out and turn so delicately before disappearing behind the face of the big clock.

Making Marriage Last

Put the marriage first, resist the marriage trap, marry the right person

Tully

Now in the long evenings after dinner she often found herself standing before the bathroom mirror, trying hard to glimpse some of the prettiness her husband had always championed.

A Tacky Love Poem On Corny Old St. Valentine’s Day

Hand In Hand

Fear Strikes Out

A pen pal of mine in a nearby state recently published her first novel and was surprised when it was referred to under the heading of women’s fiction. She had never placed herself in any category, and wondered what the term meant.

Selected Poems

Some Enchanted Evening

Obsessions

Typographic niceties, OxyGenesis, polo shirts

Sunbeams

Where there is great love, there are always miracles. Miracles rest not so much upon faces or voices or healing power coming to us from afar, but on our perceptions being made finer, so that for a moment our eyes can see and our ears can hear what is there about us always.

Willa Cather