I write what refuses silence
· Journal
After Peru and Book 2, July was the long exhale — home in Santa Fe for monsoon season, watching the storms come in, and letting the land do its thing while I recovered from finishing something.
Paired Poem
The Joy to Live
· Life & Place
I spent a Saturday in June at a gallery in Santa Fe watching people look at paintings. Not the paintings themselves — the people looking at them.
Paired Poem
Brushstrokes of Emotions
· Travel Journal
The Peru return was its own entry because coming home from that landscape had weight: Cusco to Lima to Atlanta to Albuquerque, Book 2 finished, and the difficulty of fitting ordinary scale back around Andean memory.
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The Measure of Time
· On Writing
Here is something I don't often talk about: the image for a poem usually comes before the poem is finished. Not always, but often.
Paired Poem
My Love Had a Name
· Travel Journal
Peru became both pilgrimage and writing season: Rainbow Mountain, the Sacred Valley, Machu Picchu, long days of attention, and the quiet fact of finishing Book 2 there.
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The Echoes of Silent Mountains
· Travel Journal
Peru began with transit, altitude, and humility: Atlanta to Lima to Cusco, thin air at 11,000 feet, and the immediate awareness that I had arrived somewhere older and larger than my plans.
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Echoes in the Hush
· On Writing
Every poet eventually has to decide what to do with love. It is the subject that has been written about so thoroughly, from every angle, in every language, that adding to it seems almost arrogant.
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Guardians of the Mind's Realm
· Journal
Sister's 60th birthday: overnight flights, German cobblestones, Amsterdam canal light, Brussels chocolate, and finally Bruges — which earned every superlative I have and a few I had to invent.
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A World Embraced by Love
· Travel Journal
The Europe trip for my sister’s 60th birthday deserves its full scale here: Germany, Amsterdam, Belgium, France, Switzerland, and especially the slower, truer joy I felt in Bruges.
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The Beauty is in the Journey