Susy Lundy4 November 2020, Somewhere in the MidwestIt feels as if we are keeping a vigil.1 min read·Nov 5, 2020----
Susy LundyTo My ChildYou will always be little on the inside, no matter how old you grow. As long as I am alive in the world, your first moments here will be…2 min read·Oct 4, 2020----
Susy LundyThe End of Summer and a New BeginningA Wisconsin summer seems always to die more gracefully, more subtly than it is born. For its raucous birth is heralded by spring storms…3 min read·Sep 16, 2020----
Susy LundyThe Insight of the ElderlyI am currently enjoying late middle age. I have a lot of friends of a similar age, and many who are of the same generation as my son, as…2 min read·Sep 14, 2020----
Susy LundyGoddess of MousesA prayer I wrote after contemplating a toy mouse left behind by one of the cats. I imagined the toy mouse lisping this prayer to its…1 min read·Sep 11, 2020----
Susy LundyDay of Fire, Day of DeathI wrote this some years ago so that I would never forget. Sadly, there are those who have forgotten the shock of this day nineteen years…2 min read·Sep 11, 2020----
Susy LundyMy Own BrigadoonI am a performer at Bristol Renaissance Faire. I volunteer to spend every weekend there from June rehearsals through Labor Day. It is a…2 min read·Sep 6, 2020----
Susy LundyTall CornMy mother’s parents, the ones my brother and I refer to as Grama and Grampa, lived on Sycamore Street in Sycamore, Illinois when we were…4 min read·Aug 23, 2020----