Ill Winds Blew

started writing poetrywhen life seemedto call for poetry writingmany zoeypoemsabout dog loveand devastating loss(then Zoey's book:Unbearable Loss:The Traumatic Deathof My Soulmate Dog Zoeystarting with lossreaching an endpointwith the last deep griefsin my lifemy second beloved dog JenaMom, then Dadgoneand so, in 2012the next-to-last last poemA Black Horse Comes13 days after my dad's deaththen silence on papera new word-quietoddly yokedto relentless images, emotions, voicesI carry dailyand dream nightlybut do not writeuntil June 27, 2013when I was felleddeeplyby the death of NOVAextraordinarily lovedand powerfully bondedcat companion of 18 years