That means it’s time for August Postcard Poetry once more. This year I really feel the struggle between words and painting/visual stuff, but will endeavor on. First a quote via Brain Pickings: The world is violent and mercurial – it … Continue reading →
I got a lot of postcards and enjoyed the cards themselves and the words written on them. Some of the poems were striking, one gave me chills (in a good way) and all made the connection we all hope for: … Continue reading →
I went and procured tomatoes. Real ripe tomatoes. I needed a tomato sandwich and I needed it bad. I had a peach for dessert. Diddled around at home for awhile and then went out late to the nearby pond and … Continue reading →
The clouds today were big and puffy and fun. Here’s all the photos I took this morning on the way to work. And after a long day at work, and even though I should be writing a poem to send … Continue reading →
There I was, writing a too-long poem for August Poetry Postcard and… a bat appears. Let me just say, I moved pretty darn fast. Locked myself in the bathroom while I tried to figure out what to do, having no … Continue reading →
At first dreams seem impossible, then improbable, then inevitable.
