March 2016
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NaPoWriMo
//embedr.flickr.com/assets/client-code.js I thought about doing NaPoWriMo (a poem a day) this year, but considering that I last managed it two years ago, followed by two years of silence, decided to not push myself to exhaustion this time. I decided on a compromise: I may write and post a… Continue reading
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A Few Notes on “The Visitor”
Usually, when I write a poem, even when I don’t know what it’s “about” (which is often) I recognize that it emerged from some seed in my own memory or imagination. The Visitor (previous post) is not like that. The voice, the house, the room, the ornaments – none of it seems to be mine. It… Continue reading
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The Visitor
You don’t know me, yet here I am at your door. It’s a good door, solid, old, plain. I don’t go with painted doors. And you’ve opened it wide, unafraid. Perhaps because I’m an old woman. What’s to fear? I’ll just step in. You’re fond of angels, I see. Even a… Continue reading
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