You know how some poems you write and look back upon you just think, “oh yeah, I remember that one,” ? I wrote The Girl from Yonder several years ago but find it to be timeless and perhaps applicable to most people at one…
Recently, I’ve been doing a lot of postings of encouragement to other writers on Instagram. I think one of the reasons is because part of me is really nervous about receiving my editor’s notes on my latest manuscript. I go from “Why isn’t she…
I didn’t really mean for the painting to come out so pristine-ish (note the perfectly rounded left tree). However, I’ve grown to love the fairytale quality – a place of perfection where nothing can go wrong.
A reminder to look for beauty everywhere.
Where do your poems grow?
Excerpt from Lin-Manuel Miranda’s new book “Gmorning, Gnight”
Take a moment to breathe – 2 And, oh, the joy when sphere is formed and floats in search of things adored keen awareness filling bareness, enlivened, then it soared. See #2