Writing Again, Loving It
I’m working again on that novel I wrote about in The White Hot Flow of Writing some time ago. I …
I’m working again on that novel I wrote about in The White Hot Flow of Writing some time ago. I …
Last week I was questioning whether my blog had become too serious. To even ask such a question, of course, …
I’ve been struggling to find something to blog about this week. Actually I spent half a day yesterday working on …
Crossroads by Louise Glück My body, now that we will not be traveling together much longerI begin to feel a …
I’m still trying to understand why this poem moves me so much, and thought maybe you can help. And What …
Everywhere I look I see you, I see us. This fragile hand, this blue pen, this yellow pad. These fingers …
One of my favorite poets, again, swept me off my feet, expressing the inexpressible with perfect eloquence. Poetry And it …
Last in my series “Brushes With Blackness” on how Black lives and Black Culture colored my Whiteness. I’d always wanted …
I’m finding it harder to blog these days, harder to paint, to play piano, to clean house, to do most …
How much of our lives do we view through a narrow lens, whether through the lens of a camera, our …