Nursery

internet, off now breathing, noticed ears dancing with rain down eve spouts family, hugged, fed, dispersed to their corners paw, across cat’s face wood floor, brightened with daylight through clouds, appreciated aspect, spacious eyes, closed lungs, expanding...

12 Great Times to Write Poetry

The moment you notice beauty in something commonplace. Just after reading the work of another poet or writer you really love. Any moment you’re feeling playful, sassy, sexy, raunchy, free, wild, or horny. Or, um, just after. When your expectations are disappointed or...

Sustained Creation

The point. For me, sustained creation appears to be the result of having self-chosen routine. I allow my life to revolve around two routines: an individual, somewhat orderly routine and a collective, chaotic routine, both of which I myself choose each day: An...