None of This Had to Happen- Channeling Jane Hirschfield
This did not have to happen. No, none of this had to happen.
Category Writing
Staring at Stars
Homely, lonely night. Venus shines against vacancy.He doesn’t paint the bars that keep him so far from starry night. Transfixed by stars. The tree grows, it is living. It is hopeful.And so is he. Not always so. Seldomly like that-ever.…
Trees Speak
We, the silver birch. Villagers say we are The Three Sisters.
Dragon of a Plantation
I start to think you stink
like Beowulf
Ellen Bass
I'd always been reluctant to teach online. And then I had to.
Paula Deitz
Editor of the Hudson Review
Jacqueline Allen Trimble
I think the joy comes out of my curiosity about the world
John Robert Lee
When I read, even my own work, I try to follow the line, its rhythms, its sounds, its inner voice
More Than a Handful
More Than a Handful is about revisiting childhood and seeing things both as a child and as an adult.
Blue Circus
It's all how you juggle the chaos,
the strife of a circus life.