My goodness, what an outpouring of reader responses to “Gentle Way Home,” the cento I offered last week! The feedback has prompted me to do a follow-up, especially since you, like so many others, might…
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On this second day of 2022, I have to admit I’m emotionally drained. COVID is surging again. Rampaging wildfires have displaced thousands of people in Colorado. Thousands more are without power after record snowfall in…
This week for Staying Power, I sat down to write one thing, and something totally different came out. (Surprise! Ain’t life grand?) What came out was a poem that imitates “The House That Jack Built,”…
After a long, strenuous hike, you happen upon a river. A crude raft is beached on the sandy shore. Tacked to it is a paper that reads: “Take me downstream.” The handwriting strangely resembles your own.
You don’t know who made the raft, or why they’ve left it here. You don’t know how well it’s constructed. Does it even float?
How does it feel to be beautiful? In my mind, that’s what you are. What I think of you, though, isn’t as important as what you think of you. If you don’t love yourself, it’s apt to show, one way or another.
Award-winning poet Barbara Crooker commends For the Sake of One We Love and Are Losing, Phyllis’s latest book.
This week Phyllis launched My Poetry Studio, a “poetry play space” where she will post original poems-in-progress.
Gloria Heffernan’s thank-you poem to Phyllis results in a pandemic response poem, “If You Ever Wonder.”
Working too hard? Read Phyllis’s poem “I Want to Play,” then try writing your own … just for fun.
Phyllis is happy to announce the public launch of Gatherings, an art and poetry-based project that grew out of the pandemic. The artist Lynda Lowe invited Phyllis to collaborate on this project shortly after COVID-19 struck the…
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