I just want to gush for a minute about how happy I am at home. I am so glad I don't have to go to work. Thank God my husband is a good provider, and I can stay in my home where I feel most comfortable and enjoy being. I get to be with my … Continue reading Home Vs Career
Tag: poetry
2024 Goals
1. Decorate my home in a more eclectic style. I want to be true to my own vision - like when I ordered a handmade, rainbow collection of jellyfish for my window. 2. Publish a book. I have an art book and a poetry book in the works. I am obsessed with collage, and I … Continue reading 2024 Goals
I’m Going to Publish a Book
I have decided to take the plunge and self publish a book of my poetry. I already have a digital chapbook out from an experimental press I love, but I've never published a full length book. I thought about going the traditional publishing route. However, I was reading a post by another writer the other … Continue reading I’m Going to Publish a Book
Lovely Day!
This morning, my husband took our daughter to swimming and let me sleep in. Then we went to the local library and got library cards! I didn't have anything in particular in mind when I walked in, but I walked out with 8 books! From embroidery to biography to sociology, the books span many subjects. … Continue reading Lovely Day!
Interview
Today, I did a delightful interview with a German social science researcher about the trad wife movement, what brought me to it, how was I raised, etc. The researcher was very nice and friendly, and I'd be glad to help her in the future. She said something too that really stuck with me. I told … Continue reading Interview
New Visual/Poetic Project
I am beginning a new project that is part surreal poetry, part visual art. I am using typography as a visual art form. The very shape and color of letters and words on a page can be visual art, irrespective of meaning. I want to create a book of visual and verbal poetry/art. I want … Continue reading New Visual/Poetic Project
Ode to Joy
Last night, while passing out candy to the roughly 560 kids who came to the door, I began to read a book of poetry by Anne Carson. Suddenly, for the first time in months, poetry came to me! I'm afraid to get my hopes up, but I think poetry is back. I'm so excited! I … Continue reading Ode to Joy
Language Holes
Over the white spaces in my sentences It snows star dust. I lick the frosting off the spoon in the kitchen. My language has well designed holes, As though my words were lace. Try as we might, We all carry Monday morning inside us. What I’d like to do is take my needle That my … Continue reading Language Holes
Ever Closer to the Secret
In a hall of mirrors I do not reflect. Radar cannot smell me Though I move ever closer to the secret. My face is tempered glass And my feet are temperamental. What does the red bird, Beak open with no song, Signify? Climb among my immortal diamonds And find out.
What Comes Next…
White catastrophe of spilled milk. I let the lizards have the garden. Some frightening ambrosia will be drunk by two people too mummified in receipts to be in love. What comes next but neckties and nectarines? I cry awhile and the spider tells me my face is much cleaner.
Cherished Rainbow 