This year, I subscribed to Poetry magazine and several literary journals as part of my commitment to support my writing and arts communities. While many of the journals are now only online, I love being able to purchase a hard copy. This week was a great snail mail week when I received the current Poetry,… Continue reading Special 📦 Part 2
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a “soft word” on the first day of spring
The crocus beckons like homemade liqueur—each one a glassful of sunlight. The crocus is a soft word in my ear Marion McCready’s poem Look to the Crocus. Today is the official first day of spring, but the crocus has been blooming for a couple of weeks, and the grape hyacinth is next. I usually plant… Continue reading a “soft word” on the first day of spring
accountability & poem sketching
If it weren’t for a small group of Word Rafting writers, I know I wouldn’t be writing today. In February, I committed to publishing once a week, and that commitment brought me to my blog today. The workweek was full, and it’s been challenging to shoehorn in creativity, even though I know in the past… Continue reading accountability & poem sketching
the connection of language and food
Before I ever cooked professionally or wrote one word, I had a deep connection to language and food because of my first teacher, my nana. “A writing cook and a cooking writer must be bold at the desk as well as the stove.”― M.F.K. Fisher She was an elementary school teacher and a principal for many… Continue reading the connection of language and food
I am everything except me
In Conversation with Brendan Kennelly Starting at 4:56, poet Brendan Kennelly discusses his poem Bread and refers to an “old Irish tradition” of the speaker and voice in the poem being anything other than the poet. The language of his words moves me, “I am everything except me.” What does that mean to you? I… Continue reading I am everything except me
Fearless Writing
“The scariest moment is always just before you start.” Stephen King Today, start your writing practice from the window. You can use this image as a start or wherever you are look out the window. Freewrite, start a poem or a story, a sentence or even just a word.
A Hunger for Life
I would hurl words into this darkness and wait for an echo, and if an echo sounded, no matter how faintly, I would send other words to tell, to march, to fight, to create a sense of hunger for life that gnaws in us all. ~Richard Wright, American Hunger, 1977 I just noticed that July’s… Continue reading A Hunger for Life