write like your hair is on fire.

I never knew teaching an online writing class could be such a wholehearted, full-bodied experience. But it is. If you are drawn to knowing who you are, where your creativity resides inside you, and what stops you from expressing yourself like your hair is on fire, I...

poets love the intangible.

Intangible I am in love With the light that illuminates the dust Resting on her hair Convinced that those diamonds are god’s way of saying hello And reminding me that this very common is not so common at all But part of something bigger and much older than Floors I...

poets know where “here” is.

Lost Stand still. The trees ahead and bushes beside you Are not lost. Wherever you are is called Here, And you must treat it as a powerful stranger, Must ask permission to know it and be known. The forest breathes. Listen. It answers, I have made this place around...

sing it all in your own voice.

My friend Amy McCracken (Richmond on our 3x3x365 blog) has declared today to be the National Day of Tess Ptak. Here’s what she wrote on her Facebook wall this morning: I love the responses that are pouring in: Folks are making suggestions for how to celebrate:...

poets start close in.

Start Close In –David Whyte Start close in, don’t take the second step or the third, start with the first thing close in, the step you don’t want to take. Start with the ground you know, the pale ground beneath your feet, your own way of starting the...