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Sue Fagalde Lick

Sue Fagalde Lick

Dining Al Fresco with My Dog


Sue Fagalde Lick has long lived a life that doesn’t fit the mainstream script for women of her generation. Married twice, divorced once, widowed once, she never had children. At 44, she escaped life as a journalist in Silicon Valley with her late husband to live out their dreams on the Oregon coast. She earned her MFA in creative writing at Antioch University Los Angeles at 51 and has birthed more than a dozen books, including fiction, nonfiction, and poetry, while building a second career as a musician. While others her age devote their days to grandchildren and volunteer work, she writes, teaches, talks, walks, and sings her own song.

Her poems have appeared recently in numerous literary magazines and the anthologies From Pandemic to Protest, Opening the Gate, and Into the Azorean Sea. She has published three chapbooks: Gravel Road Ahead, The Widow at the Piano, and Blue Chip Stamp Guitar. Her prose books include Stories Grandma Never Told: Portuguese Women in California, Azorean Dreams, Childless by Marriage, the novels Up Beaver Creek and Seal Rock Sound, and the forthcoming memoir No Way Out of This: Loving a Partner with Alzheimer’s. When not writing, she leads an alternate life as a Catholic music minister.

Visit Sue Fagalde Lick’s blogs at www.childlessbymarriage.com and www.unleashedinoregon.com and her website at www.suelick.com.


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Poem from Dining Al Fresco with My Dog

Recipe for My Home

Take dish towels from my hope chest,
pots from my wedding shower,
pictures from my hippie honeymoon,
the poncho I crocheted in college,
a bookshelf from my grandpa’s house,
along with his dusty accordion,
Grandma’s recipe for Shepherd’s Pie,
the rings from my second marriage,
a cabinet from my mother-in-law,
a stack of Mom’s piano music,
my father’s faded flannel shirt,
my husband’s Giants baseball cap.
Mix all these things from other lives.
Stir in today’s mail, an old guitar,
purple hydrangeas from the yard,
Red Zinger tea in a Hawaii mug,
blueberry muffins and a grapefruit half,
an open book, page thirty-five,
and a dog gnawing on a rawhide stick.
Form into a loaf and let it rise.

Dining Al Fresco with My Dog