Happiest of holidays to you.
I’m very pleased to share my poem “Heritage,” which is up over at Mojave River Review, Vol. 3 No. 2, confronting both violence against women and the our long legacy of violence in the South.
I hope you like it.
Just came across this wonderfully haunting photography by Tamas Dezso on Twitter (originally shared by Rabih Alemmadine) and it was too gorgeous not to save and want to share forward. Please check out his extensive bio here, and this terrific article on his work from TIME.
Sending each of you love and clarity and magic this holiday season.
May your days be merry and bright. – m.
“In all things of nature there is something of the marvelous.” — Aristotle
I set out to check out the Owl’s Roost Trail north of town at Bur-Mil Park. It was grey and chilly, perfect match to my mood and I had a new lens to try. Owl’s Roost is a hiking trail but also allows mountain bikes (I found someone’s fun bike-cam video here that follows the trail.). A couple of times I had to pause and wait for the bikes to pass in fairly large numbers. Pretty cool.
Mid-November and by now the trees have shed half of their leaves. The lake was the color of the sky, a shade of flint or gunmetal, still and sheet-like. (I already miss the lush, warm summer hikes and will until next season. “The green in my eyes.”)
After a little while, a mist began to fall through the thinning tree canopies, down onto the well-worn path. I’d stopped so often to look that I hadn’t gone as far as I thought. With what felt like imminent downpour, and me in just a sweater and jeans and without rain gear, I picked my way back to the car.
Sharing some of the photos here.
Found elsewhere, but related: the Buddha belly tree at Bur-Mil
I just happened across this video and hadn’t realized it was up. Back in April of 2014, I was invited to read “At the End,” which won an Honorable Mention in the 2014 Randall Jarrell Poetry Competition and was first published by ONE, by Jacar Press out at the beautiful Weymouth Center for the Arts & Humanities.
I was honored to be included with the other winners in 2014:
First Place: Alan Michael Parker, Davidson, NC
First Runner-Up: Maureen A. Sherbondy, Raleigh, NC
Honorable Mention: Melissa Hassard, Triad, NC
Honorable Mention: Kathryn Kirkpatrick, Vilas, NC
It was fun to think back on 2014. I have dear memories of time spent at Weymouth, and cherish those days.
The sunflower is mine, in a way.
I was a little early that morning, picking up the girls from camp, so I found my way driving along the Neuse River and happened upon a field of sunflowers. It was alternately sunny and raining, which was a really lovely layer to the mood and hues and brightness to the day.
Fun to spend time with these sunny faces.
I am thrilled and honored to have “What Catches the Light” up on Red Paint Hill Poetry Journal this month. Love and gratitude to founder and managing editor Stephanie Bryant Anderson, along with editors and staff E. Kristin Anderson, Deidre Sloss, and KB Ballantine, for including this poem alongside fine work by poets Avra Elliot, Erin Elizabeth Smith, Jill Khoury, and Nicole Rollender. Read it here.
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