1973: In the beginning there was mom, music, and movement. My world was rich and alive with trees, fresh fruit…
Year: 2011
I used to live across the street from a little Austrian lady. Hedy’s home was a haven for three-hundred plus…
Women Writers Series – Photography by Roberta Fineberg http://www.robertafineberg.com/ The following portraits are selected from Roberta Fineberg’s collection of portraits of…
It was the beginning of a semester. I was almost in my second year of teaching at the university and…
This morning I woke to the music of the clock radio as I did several years ago – B.C. (Before…
The Mom Egg Reading at the First Annual New York Poetry Festival Governor’s Island Sunday July 31st, 4 PM Stage…
Another morning, another diaper breach. Strip the baby, strip the sheets, toss the stuffed zebra, giraffe, and elephant into the…
The Mom Egg Uptown Tuesday, July 5th 6:30-8:30 Featuring Kelli Stevens Kane Donna…
For a better part of our children’s lives we are defined by them, or maybe, become defined by them. Then…
My three year-old can wink. She has been able to do it for months now. Popeye gave her the idea,…