by Mari Serebrov | May, Sat, 2020 | News, Uncategorized
The world can be a scary placeWith things we’ll never understand.That’s when hatred will take commandUnless we give love the upper hand. That’s part of a poem I wrote for my first grandchild. While most of the poem was written shortly after Izzy was born... 
by Mari Serebrov | Apr, Sun, 2020 | News
There’s a current Facebook activity in the U.S. in which people are posting their senior pictures from high school in a show of solidarity for the #ClassOf2020. When I dug through my old photos to find my senior picture, I was flooded with memories from my last year... 
by Mari Serebrov | Mar, Mon, 2020 | Uncategorized
It’s all a matter of perspective. All this social-distancing, sheltering in place and self-isolating can seem like a curse. But for the glass-nearly-full people, it can be a gift. A gift of time. Time to take a break from the busyness of modern life and reach out –... 
by Mari Serebrov | Jan, Sun, 2020 | Grief
Anyone who’s lost a loved one knows that time doesn’t fill their place in our hearts. We numbly move on, forced to create new routines without them. And as the days roll by, we grow more accustomed to their absence. While we miss them just as much, we know better than... 
by Mari Serebrov | Dec, Sat, 2019 | Books, Writing style
The poet in me is intrigued by words – not just their meanings, but the rhythms they create and the images and feelings their sound evokes. Does a word march across the page, bold and upright? Or does it dance, twisting and twirling with meaning? Is it solemn or... 