Lenore Weiss

“Still hanging out with humans, eh Liana? But I get it. Friends are friends, even if they don’t have feathers, there’s a bond which cannot… Read More »Two Partisans Strike a Non-Partisan Duet

I am not in love with holidaysthose times when families of every stripegather around the table, TV, a couch,assemble the fixings for an outdoor picnicat… Read More »Thoughts on an Anniversary, Almost Forgot

I spend a lot of time looking out the window. My view is a verdant lawn. Rabbits and a great variety of birds forage at… Read More »Learning About Rain in Washington State

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 »When I Was Pulled in Two Directions

The old woman who lived in the bottom apartment called me. Her name was Basuma.  Freckles covered her hands and arms and made her look like a ripe… Read More »For Children in Difficult Times

Horseshoe prints baked into mudin two directions, one hoof forward,another backward, wonderingif birds, plants, trees, can feel my rhythmstepping along the trail,a sense of relief… Read More »Hiking, a Million Covid Dead

I stare at the emergency button in the elevator, red and three times as large as the others, one other person collapsed against the back wall should… Read More »Rogue on the Ninth Floor

I was wearing my gray sweats and a yellow T-shirt protesting the closure of clinics, making a quick dash inside the market, low on eggs… Read More »Elaine from Seinfeld in the Parking Lot

The phone keeps going to email. I stay on the line waiting to hear your voice, your message saying you’ll get back to me as… Read More »Three Bronx Cheers for Text Messaging

My first garden grew on the fire escape outside our apartment in the Bronx. Whatever was green usually grew between the cracks of the pavement.  But… Read More »Morning Bluer