Category Archives: Classwork
Sunday at The Clark
I took a one day class at the clark today, given by IS183 in Stockbridge. There were eleven of us plus the teacher. We went around the room to introduce ourselves. Most people said they were beginners. I said I … Continue reading
Post-Workshop-Mush
Today was the day that I went off to Great Barrington to take an intensive workshop with Winter Miller. There were fifteen of us in the yoga/meditation space. We started out with some talking out loud things. Then, a series … Continue reading
Anthology Poem #3
Old age is • a flight of small • cheeping birds • Continue reading
Bright Star
Watched the movie Bright Star… Continue reading
Conversing about sonnets, night two.
It should be of the pleasure of a poem itself to tell how it can. The figure a poem makes. It begins in delight and ends in wisdom. – Robert Frost Continue reading