Digging Deep
Into the archives…
Christina M. Ward, recently tagged me to dig back into the archives of some of my favorite poems, poems that many of you might not have seen because they were published in my earlier days on Medium.
I’ve been writing on this platform for a little over two years now and I’ve come to cherish the relationships I’ve developed with so many of the talented writers here. I would dearly love to see what some of you other poets feel were your favorite pieces that you’ve written. Oftentimes, it seems that what gets curated does not always jive with the poems that I thought were my best.
I also thought you might enjoy a little of the backstory of a few of these pieces.
The muse’s call sometimes ripples through the slant of the sun or the sigh of the wind in the hay. And sometimes you have to get out of your own way to hear it. I wrote “The Call,” and the next poem, “Sanity is Reality…or is it?” while on airplane on my way to Norway last year, after watching the movie “At Eternity’s Gate,” a movie about Vincent Van Gogh and his struggle with mental illness. I have known several people who have struggled to find “reality.” And, I do sometimes wonder what “reality” really is. For it seems to me that these people might see more clarity in the sunlight after living in the darkness, or might taste more sweetness in a fresh summer…
