Tag: poetry

  • Snow, Robert Frost, and birch trees

    Birches by Robert Frost When I see birches bend to left and right Across the lines of straighter darker trees, I like to think some boy’s been swinging them. But swinging doesn’t bend them down to stay As ice-storms do. Often you must have seen them Loaded with ice a sunny winter morning After a…

  • When the creative juices dry up …

    photo credit: gl0ri And they do! This morning a few little tips to unblock the dries came in an e-letter that I subscribe to. It was addressing photography specifically, but hey … creativity is creativity. Tip # 5 resonated for me. It’s one of my own tactics when prepping for a show. Music especially seems…

  • Working on a Poem

    An old friend in the clergy called last week and asked me if I would like to read a poem at the Carols and Lessons ceremony on Advent Sunday evening. I am always honoured when these requests come to me, and of course flattered that I have been asked. The wonderful Cicely Berry in her…