The last day of NaPoWriMo 2021 has come and gone. It’s always a bittersweet moment for everyone participating. Perhaps some feel relieved. Thirty days is a push when you are trying to write something everyday. Snatching something from the air … Continue reading →
Here’s my help tonight with this NaPoWriMo post. I think Ginny appreciates that three weeks into the month some support is welcome. the supportive cat looks up briefly just to say you should be writing. Sitting at my desk this … Continue reading →
Feels like forgiveness Sitting here in the sun painting the waves of daffodils The ones who survived the snow a few days ago, bent, now standing. You can’t tell them from those more newly bloomed. And more to come. I … Continue reading →
Rain again, running down the sky, •
the window, into the roots •
of still uncertain plants… Continue reading →
is there a map back to where we are going if that’s where we’re going – back. the familiar stream banks fidget day to day as cold early rains return the clouds to earth and remind the fields they aren’t … Continue reading →
True peace is not merely the absence of tension: it is the presence of justice.
