I love being a nurse practitioner so much I quit retirement. I'm working at a community health center in Springfield. Still Bubbe to the nth. Still immersed in poetry! Everything I do is about connecting...
I have lots of ideas for November poems. Of everything calling out to me, the junk drawer is clamoring the loudest. Could you see sonnets, and duplexes, and blues poems & prose poems jumping out when I open it up?
What better way to express gratitude for EVERYTHING than to raise money for the Center for New Americans? I would so appreciate any contribution. If you want to be literary... a dollar a poem, recalling the legendary Anais Nin would be wonderful.