Thanks for introducing me to Ruth Stone. I just ordered her New and Collected poems. I couldn't find "Euphoria" on the web, probably a metaphor for how hard it is for me to find in life. But phantom pain? I have that in abundance, at least how it presents in me, as a longing for some other reality than the one I'm in. A place where I'm healthier, happier, freer...
Thank you so much for helping spread the word about Megan’s class!!
You're welcome! It was such a rich class.
Beautiful piece, Rebecca!
Thank you so much, Molly!
Also, your writing here is so engaging, Rebecca. Thank you for that, as well!
Thank you, Joanna! :) :)
Thanks for introducing me to Ruth Stone. I just ordered her New and Collected poems. I couldn't find "Euphoria" on the web, probably a metaphor for how hard it is for me to find in life. But phantom pain? I have that in abundance, at least how it presents in me, as a longing for some other reality than the one I'm in. A place where I'm healthier, happier, freer...
Kellie, I will send you that poem. And I'm with you in the longing.
The unwilding of places always breaks my heart.
"I am standing here, casting lines to myself." I love that.
Also: "I can’t remember their names, but I need them, I need them."
Oh, Melanie. You understand.
Rebecca, I so relate to the grief you describe. These little pieces of wild are so precious, and their loss heartbreaking.
So heartbreaking.