musings

life by Ann Davis-RoweMay 3, 2022May 4, 2022

#prolife

“The unborn” are a convenient group of people to advocate for. They never make demands of you; they are morally uncomplicated, unlike the incarcerated, addicted, or the chronically poor; they don’t resent your condescension or complain that you are not politically correct; unlike widows, they don’t ask you to question patriarchy; unlike orphans, they don’t […]

Uphill

musings by Ann Davis-RoweMay 19, 2021

Bloom On

musings by Ann Davis-RoweJanuary 23, 2021January 23, 2021

Happee Birthdae, Harry

food by Ann Davis-RoweJuly 30, 2020July 30, 2020

musings by Ann Davis-RoweJuly 29, 2020July 29, 2020

The More Things Change…

Poets.org daily poetry emails are a welcome start to my day. They are usually thought-provoking and usually introduce me to someone new. I was recently struck by The Puppet-Player by Angelina Weld Grimké: Sometimes it seems as though some puppet-player, A clenched claw cupping a craggy chin Sits just beyond the border of our seeing, Twitching […]

musings by Ann Davis-RoweJuly 4, 2020July 4, 2020

Captain’s Log: 4 July 2020

Welp, we made it to July. What a year, huh? I spent this spring not only *not* in isolation but working on-site six days a week. And just as life was on its way to normal, “normal” became a thing of the past. A past where America was only great if you were a white, […]