A 30 foot tall tree fell across my yard after an intense wind storm recently. No more shade. No more home for birds, squirrels, and insects. As its broken branches stretch over dirt and leaves wilt, I mourn this once reliant neighbor. All things change, I am reminded. The challenge is to find opportunity and uplift with every shift, regardless of an initial appearance as a welcome event or not.
Best writing occurs with practice. The more you write, the more you learn. What you think may work chafes against what does work. You edit. You edit again. Sometimes Continue reading
Before going to sleep, I sometimes make a request. Guide me to a new poem. Or, how do I transition to the next paragraph that evaded me all day? The request is Step One – fairly easy. Step Two is easier yet. Pull up the blanket. Fall asleep and snooze away. Continue reading