In honor of National Poetry Month, and because I miss writing daily, I’ve decided to focus on poetry for the month of April. Can’t say how much, yet.
Writing poetry is scary, but I’m doing this with the hope that 1) it will get less scary, 2) I will learn something about myself and writing, and 3) I can share more authentically with my students.
Leigh Anne, and Michelle I know you’re out there doing the same and I’ll check in to see what you are up to. Cathy and Mary Lee you are inspiration on this journey. Steve, will you kindly critique? Georgia Heard is there too helping my students and me take some baby steps.
For now, I’m finding poetry in quiet spaces; tying to catch it, and bottle the feeling; what speaks to me in the moment. My question is, does it speak to others and will it say the same to me as time goes by.
Whips and curls frame her face.
One foot is dangling,
fatigue is dragging,
a little girl behind.
nestling in dreams.
The older mask