It never ceases to amaze me, the hidden messages one can find in blackout poetry. The practice is an endless source of discovery that engages, entertains, and relaxes me. For inspiration, I follow the weekly prompts and exercises posted by @blackoutpoetrychallenges on Instagram. It's a friendly and highly supportive online community. Please check them out. … Continue reading Found Poem No. 48: Downriver
Poems are everywhere. I even found one on this take-out cup from our favorite "ski coffee" stop, Galileo Coffee, a roaster on the beautiful Sea to Sky Highway en route to Whistler Blackcomb. We drove by Galileo for years before we finally decided to pull over and try them out. Now it's a must stop. And … Continue reading Found Poem No. 49: Compostable
A friend pulled up to the house in a loaner car last week. "What happened to your new car?" I asked. "It's in the shop," he said. "Needs a new alternator. They sure don't make 'em like the used to. I just can't pop the hood and fix 'em myself anymore." "Yeah, they used to … Continue reading Car Talk Confessions, A Poem
Why does anyone except our soldiers need a weapon that can do do this? It's not a question most of the world asks because the answer is clear. The answer is no one. My daughter, husband and I marched yesterday with millions of others across our nation — and the world — to support our teens, … Continue reading March for our Lives Signs, Seattle
We took some significant steps today, my daughter and I. We visited the university that she has dreamed of attending since she was five years old, and it's no longer just a dream. She's been admitted as a student for the class of 2022. All she has to do is accept the offer and officially register. It's a … Continue reading Stepping into March 20: Today and 50 Years Ago
The blackout poetry challenge on Instagram this week was to "Vertically Challenge" ourselves: to use one word from each line of a text, directly under the previous word, to make a vertical "ladder" poem. I broke a few rules. The text is from Brené Brown's latest book, Braving the Wilderness, which my daughter gave me … Continue reading Found Poem No. 47: Belonging
Today would have been my Grandma Tyne Eleanor Lammie Naasko’s 95th birthday. Born in 1923 to Finnish immigrant parents, she embodied the cultural spirit of her Sisu heritage from an early age. She had an abundance of determination, grit, courage and resilience. A harsh toughness sometimes concealed her softer and gentler side, but as a … Continue reading Grandma, A Woman of Sisu
Spring is right around the corner, and with it, longer and brighter days. It's a much anticipated time of year in the Pacific Northwest. Our grand reward for surviving the short, dark and dreary days of winter. Feature photo from @lawrencewaltersphotos on Unsplash.com.
A Valentine for my partner, John, who drove a Jeep when we met and was like a little boy on Christmas morning when Elon Musk launched his Tesla into space a top the Falcon Heavy rocket last week. It also meets this week's Blackout Poetry Challenge (@blackoutpoetrychallenges) on Instagram.