It’s a special sort of torment, waiting to hear from a publication. I am being optimistic. The thing is, I know my work is good. That is, all the work that I consider for submission is good. So every rejection … Continue reading »We should have sashes
Tree by tree Shadow by shadow My palm surfing the air currents out the passenger window. The radio cuts out, in and out, Static over some classic rock station. Sky turning grey, Falling, sinking, Entombing the distance in fog. Grey … Continue reading »POEM: Drive
You splurge out all your energy onto the page, in maybe 20 minutes or so. Just, bam, out there, everything in one poem draft, and you find yourself exhausted but you still stay with it, tweaking, copying it down into … Continue reading »Drafts
Alone in the woods A cut in the bark It weeps, it bleeds Its golden sap. Green needle scent And a warm spring breeze Deeper and darker she goes. Crunch underfoot. Light filters down Through forest leaves And … Continue reading »POEM: Alone in the Woods
I am a writer, and writers write. – (And being comfortable calling myself “a writer” was its own little journey. Now I sit here typing this a mite surprised at how easy it is to refer to myself that way, … Continue reading »A Beginning