
The Day of Books and BrooksOn the day of books and brookswe’ll head down to the lowlandswhere water meanders towardmeaningful flow, where beekeepersbend over manuscripts checkingfor spelling errors, where youngchildren read Mary Oliver to oldwomen, who sit on their laps onthe muddy banks, where nouns andtrout nibble on rhymes hooked tolazy lines fishing for meaning,…

I jogged around the Capitol building this morning and had some reflections along the way.

The author reflects on the evolution of their poetry, noting a shift from accessible metaphors to deeper, more complex meanings, while appreciating their audience’s engagement.

I comment on a poem I wrote two years ago, a period when my style was evolving.

A poem about a charcuterie board and the path it took to my wall.

Reflections on a poem I wrote two years ago inspired by the abundance of snow that fell yesterday.

Whether a writer or not, we all have teachers who inspired us, who motivated us, who helped us become who we are. This is just a bit about those teachers for me.

A new rhythm for this blog.

A poem about what it means to be a dog, among other things.

A poem about seeing what we want to see

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Thank you, Lynne. Once I decided to head this way with my poems it took me over a month to…