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.
Today’s poem is another palindrome. Read it forward or backward. A poem to celebrate the last few lawn-cuttings of the year.
Writing a poem that reads the same forward and backward is a satisfying challenge.
Summer of 2019 has been hectic! I am delighted my brilliant husband had a successful summer with his Page & Stage theatre-for-literacy camp. We had a couple dozen energetic campers, great adult helpers, and a fun summer. One five-year-old went from not knowing all her letters to reading short sentences. Between that and some family …
When I was in early elementary school, I really did worry about my older self forgetting me. Now and then I still take an inventory of myself and try to preserve everything I am in a slice of time.
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My Aunt Nancy posted this picture of my Grandma on Facebook a while back. I had never seen it. She seems like a different person at this age, and yet I can see in this face the Grandma I knew and loved. I’d like to ask so many questions…
Today’s poem is written in reflection on the passing of Kevyn Miller one year ago. Kevyn was my coworker, and did an outstanding job mentoring the youth I supervise. This morning I was pondering how the youth whose lives he touched are continuing to grow in confidence, pursue the topics he taught them, and work …
Waking Beauty was included in a video of 9 Astounding Works of Christian Fantasy.
Getting my Georgia O’Keefe on at Ritchey Woods Nature Preserve
Last night, bumping along the road, I was reminded of this poem I wrote a while back: