New Poem “In Nature” & The Prompt Behind It

IN NATURE My daughter calls the outdoors home & needs no reason to enter. Her skin, the brush. Her voice & birdsong. Her running speed & the air through the field. They are the same. Sometimes, she blends in so well, I cannot see her. The brownest strands...

A Night of Building a Manuscript & Reading Poetry

Happy Tuesday night, all! I hope you had a wonderful weekend—and a relaxing Labor Day. My Labor Day weekend revolved (mostly) around lovely “guilty pleasures,” ranging from binge-watching Season 3 of The Good Place, starting my latest re-read of...