My latest piece for Waxwing Literary Journal is one I’ve been working on, in some form or another, for years.
There is no artist I associate more with my mother than Joni Mitchell, and no album more than Court and Spark. Now, nine years after I lost her, I continue to find my mother in Mitchell’s lyrics, and examine how my mother’s years in Paris and my own in New Orleans aligned us in ways I couldn’t have imagined.
I’m grateful to the folks at Waxwing for publishing this.
You can read the finished article here–And Paris Will Set You Free: Listening to Joni Mitchell With My Mother