Autumn festival (a poem)

I hate nature poems—so of course I end up writing one (or something resembling one)… A commotion arises in the treetops waving and whispering up and down the banks The anticipation is palpable its energy practically crackles in the air Even the jets passing overhead cannot drown it out The festival will soon begin squirrels [...]

50/calmer (a poem)

The second week of the HoneLife eight-week Winter Poetry Challenge invites reflection on 2014, with a series of questions followed by directions on how to use the answers to those questions. Could I change? I continued to attract crazy people, and it seemed to be getting worse: long talkers tested the limits of the energy I’d [...]