A Serving of Laughter with Sides of Truth and Irony
Photograph of Pywacket Dedes, 19?? - 2002 (from the family album)
Often she looked like this, as though she too was smiling at our jokes.
"From over the wall I could hear the laughter of women
in a foreign tongue, in the sun-rinsed air of the city.
They sat (so I thought) perfumed in their hats and their silks,
in chairs on the grass amid flowers glowing and swaying.
One spoke and the others rang like bells, oh so witty,
like bells till the sound filled up the garden and lifted."
The Laughter of Women, Mary Sherman-Willis, The Hudson Review, Autumn 2007
This just in from friend and world-class calligrapher, Linda F.
I asked God for a bike, but I know God doesn't work that way. So, I stole a bike and asked for forgiveness.
Sex is not the answer. Sex is a question. "Yes" is the answe
