Deborah Guzzi was born in Maine, U.S.A. Currently, she lives in Connecticut. Raised in an interfaith family with Christian and Jewish roots. She has spent many years examining the foundations of belief in higher power. Her insights come from study and travel in the U.S., the European Union and Asia. Her credentials range from B.F.A. in Fine Arts, with a Minor in Shakespear to Master’s Degrees in... more »
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Upon the wind sheltered hillside,
the sharp tang of metal and the sting of salt air lay
over a field of blood-red poppies, no Flander's Field.
At years fall, fields of rape roll like waves,
in the harshness of winter-sleet, stray boulders bow;
like the backs of mothers, daughters sowing.
Their nails torn, ragged and bleeding.
They bleed by the moon, and son upon the field.
No white crosses mark their passing.
For hundreds of years, and crops of rape, barley and wheat;
small hands, soft hands, and soft thighs bleed.
They bleed daughters, and ...