I'm unsure exactly what a poem is. I've never had formal training in poetry writing but with me the words come out and seem to know the order in which they wish to appear. I've been writing with notebook and pen and discovering a creativity that has been lacking when I compose on the computer. It's been fun to experience some of the same feelings I had when I first started to write. Pure bliss. Plus, I'm in the process of renewing my commitment to my work. It's a good solid honest feeling. It feels as though I've been on a sabbatical without leaving home. The four youngest grand kids I have here this week keep reminding my grand mothering duties come first. We are now on our tenth good night hug. But they're adjusting to the fact that mom is going on a week's vacation without them. A first and a real adjustment. So far they've handled it well. Thanks for continuing to read my posts and commenting. Blogging really is a give and take re...
"All the characters who have housed my stories now have permanent apartments in my head - I still have tea with them." bw