There are some writers who did not write enough. Claudia J. Edwards is one of those. In her writing career, she published only four books—one a year between 1986 and 1989. And then she faded from view. I don’t know what became of her or why she stopped writing, but I wish very much she had written more.
Quiet, I was getting ready / to be that lovely spill / of golden light
"If change is inevitable, predictable, beneficial, doesn't logic demand that you be a part of it?"