How I Wrote Happy Birthday to My Husband, Or: Why I’ll Never Become a Poet

A while back, I promised to re-write a poem from my childhood in which I’d chosen to honour friends. I’d then promised to rewrite that poem some time within roughly the next year. Then I had to admit online that I couldn’t do it.…

The Seeds of Childhood – Part 2

I didn’t plan a part 2 when I wrote last week’s blog, but the idea wouldn’t stay quiet. A magnet in my gut pulled me to the computer to publish a poem I’d written as a kid. I think I was in…