Our local park is always teeming with people walking their dogs, biking, playing sports, swinging. This is the only time we’ve EVER had it to ourselves. It felt very peaceful and sleepy.
Do hard times inspire us to write more, or dampen our creative spirit? In this free online workshop, we’ll have an honest conversation about how living in trying times impacts us as writers.
I’m thrilled to announce that poet Curtis L. Crisler will make a special guest appearance at Poetry Society of Indiana’s online Facebook event: Social Distancing Social Media Social for Poets! This event will take place entirely on Facebook, April 25, 1:30-3p. Sign up here. Invite your friends. As some of our PSI members may know, Curtis …
Given concerns about the coronavirus and the closure of our reserved venue, Poetry Society of Indiana has wisely decided to cancel our in-person Spring Fling April 25. However, there’s no reason we can’t meet online!
It’s hard to write a coronavirus poem without turning political, so here it is without further commentary:
Three collaborative poems about Daylight Savings.
I get the nostalgic willies when I see a corpse of a barn when I drive through the country. These noble old wreckages deserve a poem. Photo credit ID 91213 © Jschaap26 | Dreamstime.com.
Sending February off with a not-so-fond farewell.
On Winter Solstice, I challenged my social media friends to contribute winter words to a collaborative poem. Here are the results.
Today’s poem is another palindrome. Read it forward or backward. A poem to celebrate the last few lawn-cuttings of the year.