Welcome to the Imaginary Garden!
|Frost Flowers in Finland (read more HERE)|
Friends, I don’t know about you, but cold weather and paucity of light turns me inward, reflective. And that makes the words flow even while the sap freezes. I just finished up writing 30 Poems in November (a fundraiser for a wonderful local nonprofit), and it feels like a tremendous achievement this year, as it was a hard year for me. My focus for much of 2014 was elsewhere, of necessity; now, I’m getting back to me. Which is a great feeling. Even if I feel like I may never be warm again.
Not all of us are in a deep freeze now, but we are all creatures of nature and the seasons, right? We observe, we document. That is our job as writers. Please today, dear writers, share a poem with us so that whether we are experiencing a cold snap or the wet season, we might feel nourished as we start this first week of December. And seek your own sustenance in the words of our fellow writers by making the rounds to read and reflect.