A Congress of Poets
Walk down the hill from the Historic Mayfair Hotel, the room is clean and the water hot, costs less than other places, forget about getting… Read More »A Congress of Poets
Lenore's collections include "Tap Dancing on the Silverado Trail" (2011) from Finishing Line Press, “Sh’ma Yis’rael” (2007) from Pudding House Publications, and "Cutting Down the Last Tree on Easter Island" (West End Press, 2012). Her writing has won recognition from Poets&Writers (finalist in California Voices contest) and as a finalist for Pablo Neruda Prize, Nimrod International Journal. The Society for Technical Communication has recognized her work regarding Technical Literacy in the schools. All material is copyrighted on this site and cannot be used without the author's permission.
Walk down the hill from the Historic Mayfair Hotel, the room is clean and the water hot, costs less than other places, forget about getting… Read More »A Congress of Poets
Down the stairs of my condominium and across Campus Drive I walk along Leona Canyon Open Space Preserve. In April and May, I canter past… Read More »To Get a Dog, or Not
I’ve sworn off cubicle life sitting in front of a screen. Many emails mean I have to stay up late studying spreadsheets of a growing predicament, my destiny to telecommute,… Read More »Cubicle Life, the End
Before the city had cut down pecan trees for the mall, before your brother was diagnosed with cancer, before the crazy woman moved into the… Read More »Hole-in-One Love
You wouldn’t think Walmart’s superstore had closed not far from the Oakland Airport on Hegenberger Road, the lot stayed full, fooled anyone who didn’t know how a… Read More »Walmart Parking Lot
Memory Believes Before Knowing Remembers –William Faulkner Walk past wild radish and California golden poppies, beyond a pond lined in cattails and home to mallards,… Read More »Benchmarks
I want to wake up each morning without remembering your voice, how we used to wrap around together in one invisible seam, a velcro from… Read More »Wandering in the Desert
The way forward is with a broken heart. –Alice Walker (With thanks to Elizabeth Bishop, Nathaniel Hawthorne, Frank Sinatra and W.S. Gilbert and Arthur Sullivan)… Read More »Mortal
There’s a stopper in my heart Where my love used to be. It doesn’t stop anything.
An hour-and-a-half ride on the subway from east side to west. Always waiting, finding a place between riveted posts, a light in the tunnel, I… Read More »New York City Transportation