Happiness Depends Upon Ourselves, says AristotleFor C C sends me ‘quotes of the day’and I get poems, at least three, each morning like kites flying above me I can stare at lovinglyor that give me a childish giggle or that I can pull down and touch, inspect intricacies, keep or releasethis tender morning, Aristotle tells… Continue reading POEM A DAY – February 28
POEM A DAY – February 27
Dirt sometimes it surprises me how much dirt gets under my fingernails the deep browns the flat blacks the urgent yells of green grime but I secretly love the two-step process of burrowing a nail under a nail and scraping out the grot then scraping out the grot again – the small collection of yuck… Continue reading POEM A DAY – February 27
POEM A DAY – February 26
Writing The Novel, Year Three You realize that all the characters in the novel you’ve been writing are parts of You. You realize that healing is spectral magic sifting through the fractures you’ve suffered into as you breathe, breathe, breathe through this living we mash up with the hammers of time. You realize the air… Continue reading POEM A DAY – February 26
POEM A DAY – February 25
Below Zero, Again I’d like to announce that I am ready to farewell my bootsto stop untwisting and yanking up socks that come half off whensaid boots get stuck as I almost-fall trying to balance, heaviedby a picky-feathered winter parka – I’m done, thank you. I burned my forearm whilst taking dinner out of the… Continue reading POEM A DAY – February 25
VANESSA SHIELDS 