Night Howl, Deep in My Bones
Last month around this time when the moon was full, our nights were filled with howling. Almost every night we could …
Last month around this time when the moon was full, our nights were filled with howling. Almost every night we could …
The first blogger I ever followed and the first to follow me back was Wendy Sarno. What drew me at …
Miracles Walt Whitman, 1819 – 1892 Why, who makes much of a miracle? As to me I know of …
It’s a question a blogger friend asked one day in response to my comment that I would like to try …
The first poem I shared on my new blog five years ago was scribbled in the starlight on a moonless …
In celebration of April as the National Month of Poetry, I’ve been looking back at posts on poetry that I’ve …
Paul Klee, Versunkene Landschaft, 1918 Wallace Stevens once famously said: “You can’t get the news from poems, but men die …
I came across two quotations about the creative process recently and found such striking similarities I had to explore them …
In these seemingly dark and troubling times, I’m finding that reflecting on the following words of wisdom to be a …
From “Peter Quince at the Clavier” by Wallace Stevens. Just as my fingers on these keys Make music, so the …