Shaping a space for difficult feelings and semi-obscure holidays.
poetry
Good Friday
Sometimes it's good to be sad. Or angry. Or unsure. Let's go howl at the moon; it's full today.
On Going to the Coast for a Weekend Retreat
Lesson learned.
New Contemplative Poems, plus Poetry Out Loud
Four new poems, the first day of spring, and some personal excitement about World Poetry Day.
After this Vernal Equinox, Remember
Happy Spring, everybody. Or, if you're me, happy it's-almost-the-end-of-winter-but-not-quite-that's-at-Beltaine. ;)
Tara K. Shepersky 