A. Anupama
The clouds glance down and move off in great billows this afternoon, and I’m reviewing notes for the creative writing course I’ll be teaching again. It’s a busyness that I like, even though it’s really summer’s end when I do this. I had so many ideas at the beginning of summer, but now it’s all…
A little bit of poetry is often much better than a lot of it. I think this is because of the space it leaves for your own silence and inner eye to work. We exchange with one another one long and secret gaze of grief, neither idle nor reckless.From the poem titled “Shahrazad” in Saffron…
I pulled over while driving home to take this photo of sunflowers yesterday morning. A moment like that gives joy because one pauses for beauty. Just now, as I sit here in my porch-office, a couple of fawns charged ahead of their mother into the back garden’s open glen between maple trees. Now they have…
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