by lori | Apr 19, 2016 | Artists, Here and now, Poetry, Work
accept throwing out everything you knew was true each morning starting again from the beginning or well before then uncertainly receiving just one certainty each day some days, mine is a friend or a warm breeze or a cat other days, mine is a poem or an essay or a book... by lori | Aug 17, 2014 | Love, Poetry, Writing
for Alice Walker Do you know that poets in our hardest moments in quiet attic battlefields sit with you to weep with joy? Do you know that humans at our most afraid carrying hearts so tender act because your actions give us faith in ourselves? Do you know as yet...