My poems podcast, Words by Winter, can be found here. In order of preference, here are my spoons. 1. The wood-handle spoon. 2. The all-silver spoon. 3. The red spoon. 4. The green spoon. 5. The blue spoon. (The Chinese spoon doesn’t count because I only use it for soup.) I detest the blue spoons, but they … Continue reading Poem-like Prose of the Week, by Annie Dillard
Hi everyone. How are you doing these days? Surviving? Possibly thriving? Looking without and within and taking stock? Do you feel yourself changing in ways you didn’t expect? Maybe windows are blowing open in your mind and heart the way they are in mine. One thing certain in a world of upheaval is that storytelling … Continue reading Fall workshops just scheduled!
My poems podcast, Words by Winter, can be found here. When I bought my house, its little city sloping front yard was scrubby grass. Every year I dug holes and stuck perennials into them. Now there’s no grass left, just phlox and coneflowers and bee balm and Russian sage and baby’s breath and lilies and balloon flowers … Continue reading Poem of the Week, by Camille T. Dungy
An older man with a cane came to my front yard poetry hut a couple weeks ago. Big smile. Lively eyes. He thanked me for all the new poets he’d found over years via the poetry hut and we began talking about his favorite Minnesota poets. He was handsome in the same tall lean way … Continue reading Poem of the Week, by Kari Gunter-Seymour
My dog and I often walk past a house being built on Lake of the Isles. For two years now I’ve watched this house take shape from a staked hole in the ground to the beamed stone and frame beauty it’s becoming. A craftsman built curved and arched stone walls by hand, hefting each rock … Continue reading Poem of the Week, by Stephen Dunn