today's junk is jeweled
over and under
and the past lies with yesterday
warm and brandied.
and glowing in drunkeness
are diamond hard now,
(c) Linda Etheridge 2001
(not pictured above) was born in Manhattan and grew up in the Connecticut area, At this point in her life (late 40s), she is working on a chapbook of her poems, and other writing.
This untitled poem dates from her school days. She says "it had to do with the circumstances of (growing up) in the late sixties, and one of the men I was involved with. He enthralled me, but we never quite made it together. I felt alone."