April 18, 2026

These are such bewildering times, holding all that is wrong along with all we know to be True, Just and Right-Hearted. In one another’s company, may we not be dismayed. A person who taught me to deal with levels of complexities, despite my comfort with simplicity, was born today in 1915. Samuel Roberts Evans was my Daddy. He called me Annie. I am very grateful to have been his daughter.

This is the Last of the Dark of the Moon, and the first night of the Poetry Moon! Every day during the moons, at about 2 pm, I post a reading on my youtube account, in case you wanted to listen!