Metamorphosis

She feels her kinship with the land take on a new energy, a pull from the belly, ancient bedrock’s call.   Her feet become deep roots thirsty for soil, her legs stems of a sunflower, spine the trunk of a mighty oak.   Reaching arms of lavender lilac branches around the sun, she blooms like … Continue reading Metamorphosis

On Love

Anne Herbert, in an essay titled “Handy Tips on How to Behave at the Death of the World” writes, “Falling in love has always been a bit too much to apply to one person.  Falling in love is appropriate for now, to love all these things which are about to leave. The rocks are watching, … Continue reading On Love

Fuel for Writing

This post originates at Red Sofa Literary. The agent I’m working with for a new book project posed this question for her agency’s annual NaNoWriMo series: Did you choose writing or did writing choose you? I had to think awhile on this.  Why do I write, day after day, word after word?  Did I actually choose it, or … Continue reading Fuel for Writing

Snake Bucket

It was the stuff of childhood lore, really, those few years when garter snakes declared the low area just behind the house their territory.  We’d lead unsuspecting friends over to the barrel with the mesh lid on it and they’d run away shrieking at the sight of that day’s capture writhing up the sides, looking … Continue reading Snake Bucket