Although I am more often than not inspired to write about the forests that surround my home and the life and magic that dwell within them, I am also inspired by other poets.
Today, two of the literature classes I teach discussed poems by poet Ted Kooser: Two and Depression Glass. Both encouraged me to, perhaps, take my poetry in a new direction. We’ll see. Bare with me. The journey may be a rough one, but I’m up for it.