Ending up the first week of National Poetry Month, here’s an ars poetica.
Poetry + fiction + photos + other thoughts
Category: Natl Poetry Month 2024
The Pink Moon doesn’t occur until later this month, April 23, but no matter. People go around naming things and talking about them–or writing poems–regardless.
A poem touching on memory, both what is seen and what was. It also touches on the invasive flora brought by settlers to North America.
Here in the northern hemisphere, it is rain season. April showers and all that jazz. Unrelated to rain, or perhaps related but only in gloominess, today’s poem touches on dementia.
Hopefully you are enjoying National Poetry Month. Today, another visit from our hawk friend. You Know Who You Are When you’re the Hawk-On-The-House there’s no hurry. Not atop a roof which still smells of the same new shingles your whole…