A short poem about the strange and new experience I’m having, of (for the first time in over twenty years) looking forward to the quiet comfort of winter. With all the stress and weirdness of the world happening these days, oddly it feels like the cold and snow might bring some small, but much-needed relief.
I've never really liked labels, I am this, I am that. But in the interest of introducing myself, I can say that I am many things: nurse, writer, photographer, poet, painter, gardener, friend, armchair philosopher, counselor, nature lover, home makeover aficionado, movie buff, practicing yogi, and aspiring world traveler. I think that's a pretty good list for now. I want to become a bigger part of the vital, creative force I feel deeply at work in the world and connect with other people who want to do the same.
Jacqlyn Thorne 