Why The Sun Shines So Brightly Today I’m certain that todaythe spirits are holding up the sun. That death is sitting on a benchsipping a strong orange pekoe in Washington Square Park – the black fenced in yard where the dogs play. I’m certainthat all the tears shedding today are made of starlight so the spirits holding… Continue reading POEM A DAY – MARCH 27
ON WRITING RETREAT…
Friends, for the next three days, I am on a self-guided writing retreat to complete the final draft of my young adult novel. I am in a piece of heaven...with Lake Erie flowing calmly around me. I have delicious, healthy food (and two Oh Henry bars. I mean, of course). I have water. I have… Continue reading ON WRITING RETREAT…
POEM A DAY – March 23
Paris for Breakfast This dreary morningI am at the Les Deux Magotsin Paris, sitting inside, my aching back pushed againstthe burgundy booth, squaretable over my legs like a shield. For sustenance, I order Le PetitDéjeuner Hemingway: eggs, danishjuice, and a café latte. I double-palmthe small white, branded coffee cup like it’s a puny cauldron filled with magic. I… Continue reading POEM A DAY – March 23
VANESSA SHIELDS 