Here, I read my essay, Groves of Green, published in the Australian literary journal, Koru. I tell how an ancient tree, the metasequoia, and a scientist nudged me away from the rim of grief and back to reality.
I am honored to be included in the first-ever issue of a new online literary magazine, Koru, based in Australia. A Maori woman, Anjulie To Pohe, is using her people’s creation traditions to represent the endeavor of artists and writers … Continue reading →
For much of the 20th Century, my father’s father grew roses in a tiny lot behind his white bungalow in Springfield Gardens in Queens, New York. Bounded by a busy, grimy world and contained within a chain-link fence, fluffy, golden … Continue reading →