Welcome to Poetry Friday, hosted right here today. When I found out, way back, that Poetry Camp was going to be happening in Bellingham (a mere 40 miles from where I live), I knew I had to be there. Last weekend it all came to pass! Sign boards like this one welcomed us to the… Continue reading Poetry Friday – Poetry Camp edition
Are you part of a local poetry group that meets for readings and open mics? I've been attending our local Fraser Valley Poets Society open mics and other functions for upwards of ten years now! It's been a great place to share work, get practice in reading, even sell books. For some of those years… Continue reading Reading a poem
The entire quote from which the above is taken: "One of the few things I know about writing is this: Spend it all, shoot it, play it, lose it, all, right away, every time. Do not hoard what seems good for a later place in the book, or for another book, give it, give it… Continue reading NPM ’16 – What I learned
Poetry wants a day off Spring wind is chill today. Words refuse to come out to play. There seems to be nothing left to say. It must be Monday. The clock keeps ticking—no delay The days creep on in their rigid array. I will send my muse a fresh bouquet for a better poem on… Continue reading Poetry wants a day off (NPM ’16-Day 25)
More than mulch or top-dressing An experience just lived not considered, pondered, mulled over, reflected on, studied, and weighed is like giving food a detour past digestion. Even worm’s automatic reflexes produce the stuff of enrichment— castings that make fruitful. So may the ingestion, digestion and assimilation of our days and moments grow our souls… Continue reading More than mulch or top-dressing (NPM ’16-DAY 5)
Today is April 1st and the beginning of National Poetry Month. Today is also Poetry Friday. How perfect when the two come together! As I usually do in April, I'm planning to do some extra writing. The goal is to write a poem a day or at least spend some time on poetry-writing every day… Continue reading Hello Poetry Month!
A few years ago, my friend Laurel realized that Christmas would never be the way she remembered it or the way she was acccustomed to celebrating it. Her two kids (with autism spectrum disorder) couldn't handle the upheaval and stimuli. The family had to cut way back on decorating, gift-giving, traveling, eating… The story of… Continue reading Advent in poetry
Writing Beside the path that winds through my waking and sleeping, grow, like wild flowers, scenes, insights, connections. Some days I am too rushed or distracted to see. On others I am wiser, live with the perception that gathers a bouquet, chooses one or two to press between the covers of a book. © 2004… Continue reading Writing
Happy National Poetry Month. It's been over a month since I've posted here. My time away has had its events. Mid-February I went to northern B.C. to be with my daughter and help with the grandkids around the birth of her baby. Their lovely baby girl arrived on February 24th. Then on March 2nd (still… Continue reading Talking with a stranger
Has poetry brought lovely, interesting, gifted people into your life? It has certainly done that for me. My poet friend and memoirist Tracy Lee Karner (whom I've never met in person) posts a back-and-forth chat we had about poetry and our long-term friendship on her blog today. In it she interviews me and then answers… Continue reading Poetry and long-term friendship
Violet Nesdoly 