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Jane Seskin is a Licensed Clinical Social Worker and the author of 13 books (most recently the poetry collection OLDER, WISER, SHORTER: An Emotional Road Trip to Membership in the Senior Class). She’s also written nonfiction articles and poetry online and for national magazines and journals (20 poems published in Cosmopolitan Magazine, 4 poems in Woman’s Day). 18 of her posts have been published in the Metropolitan Diary column in the New York Times.

Jane has been a writer-in-residence at the Vermont Studio Center and Noepe Center For Literary Arts.


Ms. Seskin is a practicing psychotherapist. For 20 years she counseled survivors at the Crime Victims Treatment Center in New York. She currently maintains a private psychotherapy practice with adult clients.


In her free time she enjoys the theater, walking by the Hudson River, visiting with friends, reading poetry and mysteries (Louise Penny, David Baldacci, Donna Leon) and listening to jazz (Keith Jarrett, Houston Person, Chris Botti). Give her a piece of bread and butter and she’s a happy camper! Jane writes therapeutic sound-bites on Twitter under the title: Emotional Band-Aid. Small Steps For Change. You can follow her @jsauthorshrink. Or learn more about her at



(From Older Wiser Shorter pg. 21)


It’s about the bike.


Wanting to ride one

this spring

when the rent-a-bike

program hit my city

but being warned off

by well-meaning friends

worried I would fall.

And then in the summer

I went to an inn

that had a bike

parked in the alley,

a little vintage

pastel blue and white

with frayed straw basket

yet sturdy enough

to know its mind.

It was all about the bike

and the memories of

freedom and mobility,

wind in the face, hair on end,

and I haven’t been on one

in more than … forty years.

When I peeked out just so

from my window in the

corner room, I could see it

sitting all by itself teasing me

one day, two days, three,

beckoning, waiting for me to

get the courage to ride. And

so I did … scared, looking

straight ahead, legs out, 


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