A painter should begin every canvas with a wash of black, because all things in nature are dark except where exposed by the light. — Leonardo da Vinci
Yup, it’s that time again when words fly, charts grow, pencils get gnawed, and a writer’s mind turns to – well, how can I get 1667 words down today? I was off today and I set myself some chores to … Continue reading →
Nope, I’m here. Just been busy and tired and doing this and that which doesn’t always seem like very much. Put together a packet of poems to send the two workshop teachers I’ll be meeting with soon enough. That’s coming … Continue reading →
Not as in spring when flowers, pulled upward, fill the yard, cherries spilling without thrift In an October morning, the hillside having spooned with a cold night or two, begins to shed her green cloaking, slowly stored sunlight bursting out … Continue reading →
Our task is not to fix blame for the past, but to fix the course for the future.
