These lyrics fall into three groups: ��ions Walk Around My Bed��records an inner life of dreams, imagination, and belief during the Second World War. ��he Rags of Time��deals with the passing
decades between the 1940s and 1990, reflecting on choice, anger, fear, hope, and loss. There are sketches of people as disparate as a fop met on a high-rise elevator, a sixties flower child,
and patients on the violent and suicide wards of a state mental hospital. ��ere Where We Are��completes the book, covering a quarter century of joy in putting down roots in the New England
countryside in the home the author designed and built and where she finally felt at home in America. It is a meditation on the loveliness of changing seasons, the sadness of deep loss and of
having to leave her home as she aged, and yes, of the cheerful challenge: what next?
