It’s helped me remember that times come and go in life, including those creative peaks and valleys.
Tucked inside was a copy of this poem, which was actually was written even earlier in 8th grade…
Watch the video here Already in the cold grip of winter here, it’s nice to look back on the lovely warmer weather of October that everyone enjoyed at the fall open house. Here I am reading one of my poems, and talking a bit about plans for my next book.
I’m happy to report that once again I’ll be reading some of my poems this coming weekend at the fall Bedlam Farm Open House, Sat. and Sun., 10/7 and 10/8. I missed the June one, so it will be especially nice to be back. Copies of my book, Gone to Ground: Selected Poems & Essays, […]
showing itself ever… only a tender cocoon… readying us for the life… yet to come.
for an endless instant,
to stop, this miracle in motion,
nature’s hidden, fragile light,
beautiful and boundless…
mistakes and failures, big and small, all equals now, churned together, dredged up and left awash, to remind or regret once more…