“The greatest gift of the garden is the restoration of the five senses.” Hanna Rion This is a Sponsored Post written by me on behalf of Deer Off. All opinions are 100% mine. When I first came back from my trip I noticed the daffodils and the yellow and red tulips had bloomed. Pale green… Continue reading Not in my garden you don’t!
I read my poem for National Poetry Month but it appears krcc’s site has been hacked into, so I removed the direct link. If you’re interested you can do a google search for “pat kennelly krcc” to find the mpg file on April 25, 2010.
It is not enough to just “love nature” or want to “be in harmony with Gaia.” Our relation to the natural world takes place in a place, and it must be grounded in information and experience. Gary Snyder My final semester seems to be coming together with poetry about place so I am reading many different poets… Continue reading Poetry About Place
I’ve been gone a very long time from blogging. I left my last residency due to a sudden death in the family and I just got back into town last night. I hope to resume my blogging this week as writing is healing. In the garden red tulips and daffodils are blooming…the sweet pea seeds… Continue reading Writing is healing
“Smell brings to mind… a family dinner of pot roast and sweet potatoes during a myrtle-mad August in a Midwestern town. Smells detonate softly in our memory like poignant land mines hidden under the weedy mass of years.” Diane Ackerman A Natural History of the Senses by Diane Ackerman has been on my reading list… Continue reading Like Poignant Land Mines
Adam’s Curse by William Butler Yeats We sat together at one summer’s end, That beautiful mild woman, your close friend, And you and I, and talked of poetry. I said, ‘A line will take us hours maybe; Yet if it does not seem a moment’s thought, Our stitching and unstitching has been naught. Better go… Continue reading We Talked of Poetry