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Remembering Margo LaGattuta
My eyes like old glass windows, dusted with lost days, are ready to hold the new light.” — Margo LaGattuta, from “Pretending to Be a Barn” I found the e-mail from another writer-friend early this morning. It wasn’t unexpected, though I’d learned only two days ago that Margo LaGattuta was suddenly terminally ill. “Margo died peacefully tonight, surrounded by her sons and sisters and friends….It was quite beautiful and I just know she’s writing a poem about it….” It’s never easy to lose a mentor or a friend, and the best we can hope for is one last chance to say thank you. Which is why I am grateful to…
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What the sidewalk says
Draw a crazy picture, Write a nutty poem, Sing a mumble-gumble song, Whistle through your comb. Do a loony-goony dance ‘Cross the kitchen floor, Put something silly in the world That ain’t been there before.” — Shel Silverstein Walking to the local Trader Joe’s for groceries, Doug and I discovered the sidewalk commentary, above, printed in newly poured concrete. It made me laugh so hard that I had to come back to take a photo after the morning shadows shifted away from the sidewalk. This has inspired me to look for a “fresh discovery” that makes me smile — no matter how small — every day when I go for walks.…
