What’s Love Got to Do With It?
Never meant to return, which is not to say I didn’t have dreams about the redwoods with their fragrant pine needles or the Pacific Ocean.… Read More »What’s Love Got to Do With It?
Never meant to return, which is not to say I didn’t have dreams about the redwoods with their fragrant pine needles or the Pacific Ocean.… Read More »What’s Love Got to Do With It?
My poetry collection, Mortal, the third in a trilogy of books about grief and love, has been published by Black Cat Moon Press. To order books,… Read More »Mortal, New Book by Lenore Weiss
We drive to Sacred Stone Camp SUVS, trucks, pick-ups from four directions, stand by the sacred medicine rock, touch the side of the mineral’s flank,… Read More »Camp of the Sacred Stones
For the first time in years I could see the veins on leaves and recognize moles on faces, which was worth wearing a patch and… Read More »My Avatar