Tuesday, May 16, 2017

In between

I have never been an easy traveler. I have never "rushed" well. I do not "rush well" in particular, these days. How is it possible to lose a walker? Let me tell you.

Still in preparation
For the trip.
I am not
An easy traveler.
I left my walker
In women’s T-shirts
At Target,
Had to ask an employee
To find it for me.
He did.
I left my walker
In the parking lot.
We drove back
To find it.
We did,
In the lost
And found.
We listened
To comedy sketches
On the radio
To and from,
Wrote our own sketches
In between.
I am not
An easy traveler.
It helps to laugh
In between.

Monday, May 15, 2017


Getting ready. No, we have not packed yet. Yes, we are getting ready to pack.

In the morning
I clear my brain
By writing.
It surprises me
What has been left
Just as
It surprises me
What leftovers remain
In the refrigerator.
I did not remember
We had that
For dinner
Three days ago.
To get with
The clearance
Before we leave
For the trip.
That is recyclable.
That is trash.
Those are cats
Who need
The loveys only we
Can give.

Sunday, May 14, 2017


So many more things to plan these days. Back then it was just me. Back then so many things did not occur to me. My father told me he could get anywhere in the world in 24 hours. Now I wonder what good 24 hours would have done. 

All the particulars
Of such a trip.
I did this
Much more easily
When I was 19,
Took the Orient Express
From Paris
To Athens,
By myself,
With a train compartment
Of Germans.
We spoke in sign language.
We pointed.
We shared water
And oranges.
Oh I did this
Much more easily
I did not know
To panic
When my passport
Was confiscated
As we entered
I did not know to breathe
A sigh of relief
When the passport
Was returned.
I know
So much more
I know
So much less

Saturday, May 13, 2017

More preparation...check

Norway in a Nutshell...fyords and mountains and trains and buses and boats...

Sump pumps...check
Compression socks…check
Dry cleaning…check
Oslo via Stockholm…check
Still more to do
Glad we don’t leave
Until Tuesday night.
Amazing this is only
A two week trip.
I will miss
Being home
But glad to travel
See my daughter
And friends.

Friday, May 12, 2017


Ah...new beginnings. It is vital to keep beginning, then beginning again, even if it means getting up at 7:30.

She comes
Every other Friday
Makes us get up
At 7:30.
It would not be
Our preference
But this is what fits
In her schedule.
I make the coffee
Write the check
Make sure
The recycling
Is in the bin.
My beloved makes sure
The car is moved.
We both make sure
We are dressed.
She comes
Every other Friday
Makes us get up
At 7:30.
She creates order
Out of chaos
A place
To begin again.
The house smells good
When she
Is gone.
We begin

Wednesday, May 10, 2017


We got seats with more leg room this time around. We did not fuss with the menus. I am excited and apprehensive. The turtle is boarding with our son. We have hired someone to care for the cats.

Are you excited?
Are you apprehensive?
Do you know
What you are?
I know the trip
Will be better
Than the last one,
Squished in the back row
With seats
That did not lean back,
With meals
That were all
Except for possibly
The vegetarian option.
I ordered kosher.
I understood kosher
Was always better.
The flight attendant
Was confused
At this cross-wearing person
Who did not care
If she opened the cover
Of the meal.
In the end
The kosher meal
Was still
Airline food.
Am I excited?
Am I apprehensive?
Do I know
What I am?
I will be
What I am
No less
No more
No kosher meal.

Tuesday, May 9, 2017


I have to look up sparrows every time I see them, every time I hear them. 

I know sparrows
Can tell one
From another.
We are the ones
That think of them
As plain
With maybe
One distinctive
They are anything but
One sparrow
Knows another.
I have to look them up
When I see them,
When I hear them.
Someone has decided
What determines
They have
No such terms
Each sparrow knows
Its own kind.