Author Archives: Risa Denenberg

Sunday Morning Muse with Topical Memes

On Climate Change Now we have thousands of displaced refugees from Paradise, California. Noticing how climate change, perhaps even more than war, is a global crisis which we are so fucking unprepared for. On Memory My memory has become so … Continue reading

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Sunday Morning Afternoon

Ten Reasons for (not) writing: California is burning. Our white nationalist president is blaming California for the fires. There is a civil war going on in this country, and the right is better armed. Mass shootings r/t #3. Refugees walking … Continue reading

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Sunday Morning from Moue to Musing

It’s been hard to keep up with blogging the past few weeks because of computer troubles, and a new kitty who got dehydrated and had to go back to the vet on Wednesday after her spay on Monday. And Bo, … Continue reading

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Sunday Morning Musings

The morning sears its way into my day. There is the sparkling glint of sun on water and across Discovery Bay I can see the snowy top of Mount Baker and the backside of Port Townsend off to the East. … Continue reading

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Monday Morning Look Back

It’s not that I didn’t write a blog yesterday, it’s that I didn’t post it. I felt, more than usual, at a loss for putting my thoughts down in any way that might make sense. My Sunday morning was blemished … Continue reading

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Sunday Morning with Heartbreak

This is heartbreak I’ve squandered this vow mindlessly scratching a sterile sore. The portents were plain, nothing would come of it. Still I dream. Last night, seven dead mice strewn across my coverlet, harking back to an arresting image—Bodily Harm— … Continue reading

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Sunday Morning Muse with an Embarrassment of Novel Riches

In past decades, let’s say my pre-teen years through my forties, I often read more than 50 novels in a year. Then, in my fifties I started reading poetry in earnest.  A poetry lover since childhood, I was less likely … Continue reading

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Sunday Morning Muse Without Ado

It’s no longer Sunday morning. I haven’t heard from the muse yet today. I am feeling somewhat gray, like my hair and the weather. I’ve too much on my must-do list when truth is, I really don’t want to do … Continue reading

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Sunday Morning Muse with Bitter Honey

I think about bees when I drip honey on challah and apple slices. Tonight is the eve of Rosh Hashana, the Jewish new year, which always seems a more natural time for reflection and endings than in the deadness of … Continue reading

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Sunday Morning Muse with #SeptWomenPoets

                  I’m in on this: reading women poets in September, which, if you follow on Twitter, you will see delicious suggestions of many, many books you will want to read (or re-read), … Continue reading

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