Collaborating with the Muses to inspire, create, and illuminate
One more for the weekend in this collaboration with photographer Tom Darin Liskey. VIII. Broke Down Light Squint into sunlight, stretch – ten bricks higher to the left, and then a few more, just out of reach – but you never give up, do you? There’s a thing needs straightening, always your hand quick to …
The collaboration continues. Thank you again, Tom Darin Liskey, for your photographic inspiration. VI. What I Gave Up for Lent I'm not even Catholic, but this year everyone is catholic (small c), letting go of ideas, things, gods (small g). I could not decide what to let go for Lent, so it was decided for …
It's my pleasure to continue this collaboration with Tom Darin Liskey with my reflections on these two stunning images from his lens. I welcome you to share your responses to his art in the comments below. IV. Wanderer Who knew a Monarch might be free to leave land, fly beyond borders, rule above rulers, past …
My photographer-writer friend Tom and I have been batting around the idea of an artistic collaboration for quite some time now. With the onset of externally imposed limitations of movement, there are no more excuses, and only time to sit down and put this art out there in the world. Over a series of posts in …
How do poets respond to a global crisis? Some friends and I got together (virtually) this week to answer that very question. Turns out poets do in a crisis what they do most times: They write, of course... and read, and think deep thoughts, and listen to jazz greats, all from a safely introspective distance. …
Happy December, everyone! Realizing I've been absent for quite some time, I thought I would catch up a bit with various bits and bobs of scribbled lines from the past few weeks, starting with this one to accompany my featured image: Rippled puddle frozen in time You know how you sometimes just see things, like …
That feeling after you read a poem by Mary Oliver and you think, “I’ll never write again,” but then you do. ***** Photo by Doug Robichaud on Unsplash
It's all so messy - pine needles, tinsel, glass balls shattered, peace on earth *** Dark waiting: we make our own magic
WISH LIST Never wrote to Santa – never had to. I had my mom, and the Sears Wish Book fat and jolly and flipped flat open to toys and dolls, bicycles and skate boards. Mom never had to ask what I wanted – bent back corners made it clear along with penned arrows and asterisks. …
If only it were that easy. Simple one, two, three instructions, bada bing bada boom, there’s your poem. If only. What makes it so hard to explain how to write poetry is not that there’s so much more to it, but so much less. As I explained, kind of, in a poem recently on Literary …
