Thoughts

Winter, wonder, walk…mid-day temp. 41 degrees

Elizabeth Boleman-Herring Nov. 29 2024 “Hard times are coming, when we’ll be wanting the voices of writers who can see alternatives to how we live now, can see through our fear-stricken society and its obsessive technologies to other ways of being, and even imagine real grounds for hope. We’ll need writers who can remember freedom

Poetic Outlaws 20 November 2024  I used to tell students…the difference between poetry and you is you look in the mirror and say, “I am getting old,” but Shakespeare looks in the mirror and says, “Devouring Time, blunt thou thy lion’s paws.” —Jim Harrison

There is nothing like a good mud bath after the storm passes.

Sept. 29 and Nov. 20, two months apart

A walking reflectionAfter heavy wind and rainSkeletal trees Mirrored in small ponding.As I was taking photos…There was that nice looking couple who stoppedAnd the gentleman (humorously) asked if I was looking for placesTo bury a body in the bog, hmmm (funny face)There was an air of joyous sharing during this few hours of walking sunshine