December’s new moon
This stunning gem encapsulates my writing lately. It’s there. Waiting for its time. Let the winter embrace, doing the quiet underground work.
All is well
Ah, yes, Glenna, 'the quiet underground work.'
This is so visceral and moving: "Quivering hands
exhume
soil-caked memories"
Wow! Caitlin, how stunning!
Yours/ours/the world's.... audacious potential. I am smiling.
Smiling back at you :)
This acknowledges that failure and fallow fields have a chance at renewal. I appreciate the inspiring ending.
Excavation, a life’s work, so tenderly conveyed in your poem Caitlin. 💛
Yes! Exactly that--a life's work. I appreciate you for seeing me, for getting it, and as always, for reading.
Beautifully written. The moon holds me. I am so aware of it all of the time. I love that this poem is so full of promise. Hard work, but promise.
"The moon holds me." This line is poetry, tucked inside your generous compliment. Thank you for reading, Ann. It's easier to do the hard work when we know we are not alone.
‘Beginnings that used to be ends’ powerful piece.
Thank you for reading it and supporting my work.
This stunning gem encapsulates my writing lately. It’s there. Waiting for its time. Let the winter embrace, doing the quiet underground work.
All is well
Ah, yes, Glenna, 'the quiet underground work.'
This is so visceral and moving: "Quivering hands
exhume
soil-caked memories"
Wow! Caitlin, how stunning!
Yours/ours/the world's.... audacious potential. I am smiling.
Smiling back at you :)
This acknowledges that failure and fallow fields have a chance at renewal. I appreciate the inspiring ending.
Excavation, a life’s work, so tenderly conveyed in your poem Caitlin. 💛
Yes! Exactly that--a life's work. I appreciate you for seeing me, for getting it, and as always, for reading.
Beautifully written. The moon holds me. I am so aware of it all of the time. I love that this poem is so full of promise. Hard work, but promise.
"The moon holds me." This line is poetry, tucked inside your generous compliment. Thank you for reading, Ann. It's easier to do the hard work when we know we are not alone.
‘Beginnings that used to be ends’ powerful piece.
Thank you for reading it and supporting my work.