With the holidays upon us I decided to go ahead and post my fourth quarter Favorites . I’m currently reading some books I plan to review here plus I have a post or two percolating so I don’t think I’ll be reading as many journals as usual until after the New Year. I’m linking to … More Favorite Reads, Last Quarter-ish
Poem by Jane Hirshfield, stolen from Kasey Jueds on Twitter. I’d never read it before but it’s so perfect I wanted to share it. For all the poems by all the poets we will never know. Keep writing!
Support is Conditional Whose tongue is knocking against my teeth because it’s not mine. Judgement is a river pulling me under, pulling me down to the rapids. We give flowers, sugar, the fizz of champagne but it doesn’t matter what’s done in the past, “Now” rips the life raft apart, pieces of orange disappearing … More Poem: Support is Conditional
Just a short post today to link to a poem I read this morning, “Sunday Morning in the Church of Air” by Catherine Abbey Hodges in Swwim Lit Mag. It’s a beautiful poem that felt like a breath of fresh air after way too many days in pollution. Lately, I feel like I’m surrounded … More On Beauty and Poison
I mentioned in a previous post that there’s a thriving poetry community on Twitter. Now there’s a movement, started by Kelli Russell Agodon and Donna Vorreyer , to expand the twitter poetry community into blogging. Some of the poets are reviving their blogs while others who never stopped are joining the “revival”. Like me. A … More Reading, #Writing, Sharing and what I’m doing about it
A Matter of Necessity “You’re not supposed to leave the house without your cell.” You might have to think for yourself with no one tracking your whereabouts ready at a moments notice to receive your call. What would you do if aliens abducted you, unable to call 911? Without an hourly selfie, your followers might … More Napowrimo 21/30: A Matter of Necessity
I’m tired of the knee-jerk uneducated and uniformed opinions splattered all over social media and the resulting mindless group exercise of the modern day witch hunt. Half-baked news spreads like typhoid infested waters with the pressing of Android thumbs and everybody’s an expert. And everybody’s opinion is as self-righteously correct as the texter’s before them … More The Hordes