It’s National Poetry Month.

Part of me has always wanted to believe there’s an alternate universe where poetry is the universal language. Everyone speaks it to varying degrees. Writing is taught in couplets and tercets. We live in stanzas. Free form is the new novel. Sonnets are the only way to give people a reason to believe in lifeContinue reading “It’s National Poetry Month.”

November.

My life is a series of self-realizations sewn together. There’s so much going on at any given moment: work, learning, healing, connecting with those around me, retreating, recharging, loving with my heart and bones, listening, dreaming, remembering, and writing. How exhausting? How fulfilling? I’ve been reflecting on the video below for the last month soContinue reading “November.”