The first thing I thought when I met C. J. about two years ago was “Who are you and how do I get to know you more?” Love at first sight you might say. Her colorful personality, bubbling energy and big smile are completely addicting.This August she released her new poetry book “Mother, May I”.ContinueContinue reading “Meet Writer C. J. Prince”
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Event: 2014 West Coast Tagore Festival
You’re invited to theWest Coast Tagore FestivalSeptember 5th and 6th 2014Richmond, British Columbia Carla Shafer, friend and host to Bellingham’s Chuckanut Sandstone Writers Theater, and I have been invited to read poems at this event.Last year I was moved by the presentation of Rabindranath Tagore’s life, (b. 7 May 1861 – d. 7 August 1941). TheContinueContinue reading “Event: 2014 West Coast Tagore Festival”
Poem: Oven
House of the overcast waits for the sun-break to warm the seeds that hide beneath the sod
Poem: Fort Builder
I am a fort builder of cushions and sheets I stole the plywood from the garage and nailed it to the tree I am the girl who spattered lavender paint on her new jeans for school I am that one I am that girl who made extra money picking berries, babysitting, and watching cats IContinueContinue reading “Poem: Fort Builder”
Book: Odd Little Things
So happy to announce that my book is out, and ready for purchase! “Odd Little Things” Released June 2014 Purchase your copy here: http://www.villagebooks.com/book/9780692222355 Description The 2013 Mayor’s Arts Award recipient, poet, author and community radio personality, Shannon P. Laws, celebrates glory in the little things, the odd little things to be exact. “Odd LittleContinueContinue reading “Book: Odd Little Things”
Poetry Day Camp
Saturday, I went to a poetry day camp taught by a well known poet here in Bellingham. Went in support of a friend and I’m surprised at the poems that came out of the day, well, not TOO surprised.Poetry is a personal art, an intimate process. To write poetry in a group setting creates conflictsContinueContinue reading “Poetry Day Camp”
Guest Poet: Denise duMaurier
SnowdropA daystar opened in my row of dead leaves pallid from the wind a golden center ready for the slug that finds it blind and eats it whole. Feet that feel no miracles will stomp on it thinking it a weed in the way of clearing fallen bark and broken twigs that quit the tree.ContinueContinue reading “Guest Poet: Denise duMaurier”
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