by Paula | May 13, 2021 | Poetry
Here’s a poem I wrote about the place during last year’s trip. Viento Someone practices trumpet in barrio one afternoons when whitecaps race like leaping fish across Lake Atitlan. It seems an unlikely time for a wind instrument, when most people gather twigs and...
by Paula | May 11, 2021 | Poetry
We met on Tuesdays after school with Sister Mary Agnes, the two Mary Lous, Julie, Kay and me to learn about being nuns. The convent sounded good; a room of my own, a single bed, time to think and pray, no fighting over what we’d watch-Bonanza versus Dragnet, or...
by Paula | Mar 29, 2021 | Nursing Poetry
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by Paula | Mar 25, 2021 | Uncategorized
As the string of hot days in Wisconsin lengthens, even the heartiest among us suffer. Though we love our brief summer, temperatures have hovered near ninety for weeks on end, and the humidity wilts our good humor. Even the black-eyed Susans droop, avoiding eye...
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