Like chocolate... A delicious gift I was given just this morning after spending two glorious hours with a group of poets in a 'World of Poetry' class. I was invited to speak about poetry, and then participate in a salon-style poetry session. It was a perfect morning, really. I can talk about poetry and writing… Continue reading Plenty of Things
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Tears for Fears and More
This time of year is hard for me. I'm tired - but not regular tired - shall I call it Winter-tired? My bones don't want to work with my muscles to do anything. My brain is a mess. My heart is heavy. As beautiful as this seemingly continuously falling snow is...my eyes see it but… Continue reading Tears for Fears and More
Twenty-Eighteen, Baby
I feel different. How about you? Twenty-seventeen was a jarring blur most of the time. It was a year of grand opportunities resulting in grand failures that rocked me to my core. Life lessons burst[ed] (is that a word?) forth like flowers blooming in one of those time-lapse videos. If my life last year were… Continue reading Twenty-Eighteen, Baby
