Deep into winter, just now, and trying to remember ...
Art, Music, and Ideas
A new year. A time for stretching, for inhabiting new worlds, trying new skills. Thus, this new poem:
Waiting for promised snow (this photo is from January 2021). Click on the blue title to hear a poem inspired by memory:
Click on the blue title below to hear one of my omen poems for this year. I didn't look for omens last year, but Nora, dear one, told me about them the year before and I did work on them. I'll probably rename this poem, which consists of three haiku about the fog that enveloped us December 28, 2023.