solstice it is the longest of nights and there is comfort in this blanket of black. it reminds me that we were all once beholden to it. and so i honor this darkness. when i paint i start with a black canvas. when i write i start with a black page. i bring in… Continue reading solstice
Category: Life and Death
Getting Blood Stains Out
Writing in blood means writing with, in, and from your own blood, your own guts, your own self-hood and experience. And every so often, you get sloppy. We all do. So what do you do? How to get blood stains out. Well, it's tough. First, you've got to consider how deep the stain, how… Continue reading Getting Blood Stains Out
Final Chapter: Healing
My book, in-her-rest-less-ness: poems & prose, was finished, but I couldn't quite say it was "finished-finished." Now I know why. There was no chapter, a final chapter, on healing. And so I'm going to the desert to finish the book. I'm going to heal. And I will be back. I'm going to the desert… Continue reading Final Chapter: Healing
Thoughts on “Grief – A Poem” by Cynthia Pitman
Today I’m going to address this poem because it was more than what it seems—and is, if you know anything about loss. Find the original poem HERE on Vita Brevis Poetry Magazine. Every so often I come across a poem that feels like a perfect poem. What does a “perfect poem” look like, read like?… Continue reading Thoughts on “Grief – A Poem” by Cynthia Pitman