Walk somewhere, and you know that place better, even if you’re resisting it. I’m reflecting on many days at my alma mater Vermont College of Fine Arts, which announced this week it is letting go of its beautiful campus atop Montpelier’s steep hillside. The programs will continue, thankfully, with a new location for in-person residency,…
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Each singing
What do butterflies say? If a child asked me that, I’d say “listen.” This past Sunday, my neighbor and I walked up the newly built section of trail that leads from Nyack Beach State Park to the Long Path, which climbs to the peak of Hook Mountain. We met a woman named Felicia, who teaches…
Stone carved
The blank page is a wide open gate. I loved coordinating the Vermont College of Fine Arts writing residency in Slovenia this month. The Karst region and this church at Hrastovlje, among other sites, have captivated my poem-making since. The Slovenian writers we met shared beautiful stories and poems. Here's a link to some of the glories---poems by Alenka…
Vermont College of Fine Arts in winter
Cold as it looks, but setting my heart on fire again. I'm at my alma mater this week as a graduate assistant for the writers' residency. Thrilled to see my teachers again, and I met Jean Valentine at the train last night---quite starstruck! I'm excited for this group of new students, and happy to…
Arches
I graduated with my MFA in writing! What a glorious journey, so full of challenges and revelations. Everywhere I look, there are these arches, doorways, curved rainbows, and signs. As though it continues. As though the motion is all we were meant to learn anyway. My gratitude to my teachers, fellow students, and the staff…