Linda Pastan (1932 - / New York / United States)

my wife came from a large family, and grand ma had 11 kids and their way 6 in my family, so i can relate to this wonderful piece of poetry, the only thing i have read 3 of your poems so far, all a ten, but some one out there is giving you a low rating, do may no attention to that, your are a fine poet.

i can relate as i come from a large family. good one linda.

Hey Lind, you sure know how to kill a girl's mood, don't you? : -) Your imagery is second to none. Life is sad as you say here, Lind, which is why it's important, in my view, to show it your middle finger and enjoy love while you've got it. Warmly, Gina.

What a terribly frigntening picture of life/death, inside/outside, summer/winter. I feel the chill of the falling leaves, and, having lost loved ones, I felt the albumn pages close around me.

'The gathering family
throws shadows around us, ...' Excellent poem. I enjoy how you paint pictures with words, Linda.
My warmest regards,
CJ