EACH DAY A NEW WORD / EACH DAY A NEW PIECE -
ON HIATUS. It has been over five years of writing a daily poem and I needed a bit of a break. I'm not sure what the next step for this project will be. In the meantime, I am reviewing the poems written to compile into a new anthology. Thank you for joining me on this journey and enjoy the poetry.
Saturday, March 7, 2020
sea change
weathercaster
could not see
the sea change
barreling down
on me
the time gone by
no predictor
the way the world
had licked her
the both of us
begin again
chagrined again
undimmed again
we ascend
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