by Mary P. Chatfield
Dear Mr. and Mrs. Mansfield, I am writing to thank you when I want to be writing a poem for your generous gift to our year-end appeal. my appeal is always for a poem about how the streetlight turns the snow the color of lemon sherbet, how the geese honk and clatter on the river Your thoughtful support makes our work easier, it’s never easy, but it pushes to be said like a child whose time has come because there are so many children who need care. what about the poem whose slippery head is just crowning? Everyone in our organization is most grateful. no one is grateful. it’s just another poem come to bother people. it was much better to have sent a check.
Up Where We Belong
by GJ Gillespie
Mary P. Chatfield is a lifelong teacher, poet, and philanthropist from Cambridge, MA and Rockport, ME. She has her Masters in English from Harvard and is the loving mother of 7 children and 5 grandchildren.
GJ Gillespie is a collage artist living in a 1928 Tudor Revival farmhouse overlooking Oak Harbor on Whidbey Island (north of Seattle). In addition to natural beauty, he is inspired by art history — especially mid century abstract expressionism. The “Northwest Mystics” who produced haunting images from this region 60 years ago are favorites. Winner of 19 awards, his art has appeared in 56 shows and numerous publications. When he is not making art, he runs his sketchbook company Leda Art Supply.
Ignatian Literary Magazine 