![]() Happy Poetry Friday! Tabatha at The Opposite of Indifference is hosting Poetry Friday. She has all sorts of goodness, especially the unveiling of her Brave Zine which you can read it online here. I feel lucky to have three poems in it. It's been a week, hasn't it? My weekend was a poetry filled one. Starting on Friday with a Zoom meeting with Kim Stafford to kick out the #StaffordChallenge. Then Saturday morning, I hosted a "Poetry for Persistence" for creatives. We had a chance to talk and write and share. It was wonderful to be in community with others. And I continued Saturday with another poetry project. Sunday was my third class with Joan Kwon Glass, an amazing poet who creates space for writing to fall out of you onto the page. Monday to avoid the television and to be in a sacred space, we drove to Wildwood. morning drive wildwood recreation we follow green glowy lichen paths, reach the river skip stones- we’ll persist ©jone rush macculloch, 7/365 SAVE THE DATEWe need more community! Join me on Saturday, April 5, 11 AM-1PM EST (feel free to come for all or part) to kick off National Poetry Month. Details soon!
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![]() Tabatha at The Opposite of Indifference is hosting the first Poetry Friday of summer, Woohoo! I always hope for my friends in education that the summer will be like a snail as it moves along. Tonight, tomorrow at lunch and Saturday, I will be with friends and acquaintances from Lewis and Clark College. We all graduated 50 years ago. How is that possible? Parts of me still feels that college age. I was tasked to share a poem for the dinner tonight. ![]() Intro to the Poem Friendship is a deep and more sacred connection. —John O Donohue, Anam Cara: A Book of Celtic Wisdom. When I was asked last fall to share a poem for this dinner, I knew what I would write. But how does one convey the deep friendship that started 54 years ago. These are among my most important threads of my life tapestry. How do you condense and express that while they are not present daily, we come together as if no time has passed? A touchstone book is the Anam Cara: A Book of Celtic Wisdom by John O Donohue. I have always spoken of how my dearest friends are ones that I might not see or hear from daily but when we gather, no time has passed. When I read O’Donohue’s book, I finally had a term for it: Anam, the Gaelic word for friendship; cara: the word for soul…soul friend A friend recently said to me that we are at the stage of our life where “loss” wants to take center stage. Some of the loss is out of our hands. Our attitude plays an important part. However you choose to live hopefully it’s by “Carpe Diem”, or as other friends say “like there’s no tomorrow or “today is all we got”. Places and Portals: Photography, Poems, & Mixed Media Art |
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