I’ve been thinking a lot about hope lately. Granted, I’ve had more time than usual to think. That 3 a.m. wake-up call, wherever it’s coming from, has been pretty constant since Nov. 8. The radiator ticks, the cat snores. The willow oak leaves rustle. And I wonder how...
Waiting for Matthew

Waiting for Matthew

As I prepared for Hurricane Matthew’s arrival, I took a little time to reread E.B. White’s classic “The Eye of Edna.” Published in The New Yorker, White describes how he follows the track of Hurricane Edna as the storm moves up the east coast in 1954. This was well...
Love letter to the Library

Love letter to the Library

Durham desperately needs a new library facility. But we must preserve the library spirit we already have. Let me explain. I started using the Main Library as a new mother. Every Saturday, I’d leave with a bag of picture books to supplement the ones at home. I quickly...
#trumppoetry

#trumppoetry

I was lucky to be able to attend the Flyleaf Books evening of political poetry on August 23. Five poets read from their work as well as work published in Jacar Press’s fabulous Resisting Arrest. Poet and Jacar Press publisher Richard Krawiec read along with El...
The Green Party’s Catfish gambit

The Green Party’s Catfish gambit

Jill Stein, running for U.S. president as the leader of the Green Party, seems like a lovely woman. But her candidacy does no one any favors. It’s not that I fear she’ll edge us toward a Drumpf White House, with all the horror that entails. Unlike her...