However, the backdrop for this poem is not what most marble is used for, a god in crisis or an ancient emperor. Instead it is a four hour visit with my mom at her cabin, watching her cook a simple roast beef lunch. Ordinary and extraordinary all at the same time. Love does that.
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Drafts and Thoughts
Below are two poem drafts to share today. I’d love some feedback if you’re up for it.
I was in Village Books the other day and saw my book “Fallen” on the shelf. It came out in 2017, four years ago. Hmmmmm… If I were to guess, I think I have one more poetry book in me, possibly by 2022.
To The Right
Earlier this year, before the snowpack in the mountains, could build and the rains of the Northwest La Nina winter began, Padden Gorge Trail was dry and quiet. The creek was all but dried up. The cold air chased away many birds and I experienced the eerie sensation of standing in a silent forest.
Day 230: No Place to Lament
No Place to Lament —August 20, 2020, day 157 of the U.S. Pandemic Yesterday I thought I was going to have a meltdownan honest to goodness meltdownI needed to cryto have a good cry Every so often I need to do this There are times when the weight of my world is feltWhen the lackContinue reading “Day 230: No Place to Lament”
Day 53: Thinking to Much
Shower Thoughts: If you were invisible, you’d be effectively blind since light would pass through your retina rather than striking it. This morning I am writing from my bed-desk. I’m thinking about the parts of me that need a shower and weighing that against the effort to leave my warm bed. The bedroom window isContinue reading “Day 53: Thinking to Much”