A(nother) Year of Reading

The photo is the small town swimming pool where I was a lifeguard through high school and some of college, but the fancy slide wasn’t there during my time. You only get a hint of the amount of sky that was visible from up on the lifeguard stands, but if you could climb up the one just to your left that overlooks the 4′ end of the pool, you could look out across the t...

I will read anything that Robert Macfarlane writes. But when I started The Book of Birds: A Field Guide to Wonder and Loss, I was even more flabbergasted than usual. Each short piece about a once-common bird is a poem. The

The plan was to get up early and work on a poem for today in response to one of Audrey Gidman’s July prompts (#14 — about a fish, without naming the fish in the poem). My bluegill poem will have to wait. When I got up this morning the view above is what I saw. And the act of taking in that air, laden with the smoke of lost trees and lives and la...

After reading DOG SHOW by Billy Collins last week, I found myself writing under his influence!

Jan has this week’s Poetry Friday Roundup at Bookseedstudio.