“Lost and Found”

“And somewhere, there is a flash of brilliance illuminating the shadows”. (from Walt’s poem, “Snapshots” “Lost and Found” (a prose poem) I have so few memories. Rummaging through a box_ a note found among a few old photos from sixty years ago. It is yesterday …and the note reads: “Billie: I went by for the…

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Sylvia’s Bell Jar

Sylvia’s Bell Jar She changed her name to Higginbottom, E. then raised her glass of wine to Madamoiselle; to New York City and society. Anonymous, she ventures into hell. The fifties presupposes white-glove stance the social ladder climbed most carefully. We women had the vote but little chance to join Man’s world. We lived…uncertainly. So…

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