From the “About This Book” This is only one of many books about poetry writing. It’s not very lengthy because there’s only so much I know. I’ve learned a lot about writing poems, but I’ll never get to the end … Continue reading →
Tonight on the drive home, a chiffon bit of fiery cloud hung so close to the road an escapee from the bank of golden and steel blue at the edge of the world – Seemed like impossible magic and it … Continue reading →
dreaming of Iceland •
arriving in Reykjavík •
clad in auroras. Continue reading →
I thought I would write tonight about a hero… but when I re-read the haiku from earlier there seemed to be more on the theme. WTH? Hell or high water hell on wheels hell in a handbasket to hell and … Continue reading →
How high the water? •
Is Satan nipping at you? •
Better buckle down. Continue reading →
To speed things up even more, lay out your palette in one of those plastic boxes with a lid, set up the easel at the back of the car, and have brushes, turps, etc. back there, too. Then drive around on a windy day with lots of fast moving clouds.
