A grateful heart, a final chapter
In my final weeks before retirement, I can’t give enough thanks to the universe for my many blessings.
When memory speaks louder
Facing the future and a key life transition: so much gratitude & respect for all who have been a part of my journey.
A season of reflection
This isn’t a poetry-related post, but it’s been my first Christmas/holiday season without my mother, and the first in which I have had to acknowledge myself an orphan — a reality I’ve found unmooring. My father died in 2017, but with my mom passing away in January, I’ve been thinking a lot about her especially […]
AWP Event: Two supercool journals, one reading and all the feels! (invited & excited…)
I’m humbled to be among the poets reading at an off-site event cosponsored by Rise Up Review and SWWIM during AWP March 8.
Am I writing the same poem over and over? Does it matter?
Is there a time to every poem, just as there is to every season? Time is ephemeral, and I believe writing takes what it takes, so, yes.
No compass for navigating loss
Moving ahead since my father’s death in March has happened one foot in front of the other. Specific types of writing and reading have been lifelines.
Online class helps focus difficult emotions in tumultuous times
As valuable as the actual class prompts was the insight I gained into some of my own mechanisms for coping.
On time, milestones and giving thanks
As Thanksgiving approaches, a “big picture” overview provides a bit of perspective on cycles of productivity as well as the lack of it.