I realized what I searched for in September. Every new day in this quest twisted and turned in on me as I searched for the form that would be perfect for my September poem. I began to feel like a whirling dervish as I kept mentally marking the days and nights. IContinue reading →
Are you having trouble trying to get a poem started?
Does it seem like you are looking at a blank wall when nothing comes into your imagination?
Those are the times when I begin to think in a different way.
Instead of looking at the moment, I will metaphorically turn around and look backwards for my inspiration. This works magic for me, usually.Continue reading →