Photo by Trust “Tru” Katsande on Unsplash 2020 felt like a string of long days that passed too quickly in which I accomplished very little. But that doesn’t mean I didn’t devote hours in the day to poetry and literature. After writing this list of pursuits, I realized that I am actually living out…
A Bold Resolution: 50 poems in 2021
Photo by Aaron Burden on Unsplash Crazy thought. Why not write a poem a week in 2021? Because that would be hard. You’re not getting any younger, you know. Hey! Who’s talking? Never mind. Let’s just say, “Therefore, send not to know For whom the bell tolls,It tolls for thee.” Ugh. True, that, says…
An intention for the new year
Photo by nrd on Unsplash I have accumulated several small press chapbooks and collections of poetry written by friends that I have had every intention of reviewing, but simply haven’t yet. One of my goals for 2021 is to write a brief review for each and to post it to Goodreads and/or Amazon. Ten…
Funny How It Happens
<img alt="Night Stars" border="0" data-original-height="450" data-original-width="800" height="180" src="https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/c/c0/Night_Stars.jpg" title="Night Stars by Hox Vaimmbru, CC BY-SA 4.0 , via Wikimedia Commons” width=”320″ /> So yesterday I wrote a post about how I don’t drink. Later that day, we arrived home from our walk and found a bottle-shaped box on the porch. Yes, someone sent us a…
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On the Wagon
It’s been over six months since I’ve had a drink. It’s pandemic-related. I didn’t want a depressant to make me sleepy while reading poetry and binge-watching Schitt’s Creek and ACORN shows. To be honest, I hardly noticed. I had a glass of wine maybe three times a week. My husband loved to buy me wine…