Finding Joy Suddenly and Every Day
I was raised between the kitchen and dining room table, flitting between cutting board and stove. Learning the lessons of taste over the chopping of onion and garlic. The transmutation of anchovy into love as it melts into tomato sauce. The spoken prayer after sliding cookies into the oven. I know that the magic of… Continue reading Giving Thanks
Spring defies pandemics and panic. She calls on us to blatantly ignore atrophy. Live wildly, become your own brimming catastrophe of growth.
"The world is violent and mercurial — it will have its way with you. We are saved only by love — love for each other and the love that we pour into the art we feel compelled to share: being a parent; being a writer; being a painter; being a friend. We live in a… Continue reading What are you doing to save yourself today?
Rhapsodomancy (in honor of National Poetry Month) Go. Go now to your bookshelf (do you have one in your home or office? I sure hope so.). Quickly glance at your books of poetry or literature, and pick the first one you find (no more than 5 seconds) Close your eyes (6). Open the book to… Continue reading 10 Seconds to Zen (post 5)
The trees call me home. I am full of this storied bliss-- chocolate dust fig. -BKL, 2017
It's nearly the end of National Poetry Month and today is World Book Day (yay!). Though I haven't been a strong presence in my actual poetry community, I am trying to remain present in the online community. I have been writing daily, and reading as much as time permits with my busy work-mom-life schedule. So it… Continue reading Magic, naturally.
I want to take a moment to review a friend's chapbook of poetry. I love her work and style, and it always delights me to be able to review her poetry! Cati Porter is a daring poet and creator of spaces, both physical and digital, in which to collect and showcase poets/poetry. We met over… Continue reading Eat the Words…
As I sit and write this I cannot really believe that we have been housesitting for a year. It has been a journey, to say the least. We have been comfortable here, and there were some difficult moments (like the cat dying on our watch!), but all in all it has taught us to live… Continue reading Summer Reading 2016– A year gone by
Noel | Academy of American Poets.
Warming up for a Christmas Post!
Bridget Kelley-Lossada 
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