|Louisa May Alcott's Owl Painting|
by her sister, Abba May Alcott
I've taught creative writing classes and workshops, done some professional proofreading, and am currently doing some proofreading/editing/writing coaching for a doctoral student at Duquesne University.
Among my unfinished novels is what's currently known as my Scottish Western, about a Scotswoman who is a cook/housekeeper on a ranch in the 1870s-80s.
Here is one of my earlier poems:
kinds of Barra
Barra is the love-name I was given
when I remember beginning.
Barra is the name of a Scottish island
with a cockleshell beach.
Barra means “cilff” in the Gaelic,
strong, sturdy, enduring.
as if I was painfully eroding,
crumbling, full of fissures, cracking
I would diminish to a heap of sand
easily scattered by the wind
I have begun again
with a cockleshell of caring
and Barra is
a little cracked but
|Cockleshell Beach on the Isle of Barra--|
only place flat enough to land a plane!