Homecoming

                How seamlessly my breathing slows. How naturally I eat with my hands, my fingers enjoying the texture & warmth- a few weeks freedom from the hard metal cutlery we use to take the place of our hands, of ourselves.   How easily I boil water to cool […]

A poetry night

I took a dear friend to a Poetry event last week; we listened & watched poetry students share their work and then listened to the established, well-published poet of the eve be interviewed about his work & creativity….this is one of a few short poems I wrote as the evening unfolded: A poetry night: Soft […]