wordswimmer

My words--and my heart--feel frozen. They froze this past month as I watched multiple videos of Americans shooting Americans on American soi...

The poems come in bursts like gusts of wind or a sudden rain shower words spilling onto the page coming from who knows where your heart, per...

They say if you want to write you need to write about what hurts the most, so you ask yourself what's causing you the most pain, and the...

Each morning I listen to the silence and hope to hear a voice and words I've never heard before. I listen with my ears but, really, it...

It's that time of year. Close your eyes.  Sleep. Let yourself dream. You need to trust the process  of rebirth, of dormancy,  of silence...

“My two fingers on a typewriter have never connected with my brain. My hand on a pen does. A fountain pen, of course.” — Graham Greene ...

In working on a poem, I love to revise. Lots of younger poets don't enjoy this, but in the process of revision I discover things. -- Rit...