otherwise

otherwise

One of my favorite poems is “Otherwise” by Jane Kenyon.  It begins “I got out of bed on two strong legs. It might have been otherwise.”    For the complete poem, please go to http://www.loc.gov/poetry/180/050.html. “Otherwise” first...
twinkling leaves

twinkling leaves

I hear the rain, and then I don’t.  I look out the window to see the bright green end-of-summer leaves twinkling, like stars, better than stars.  I look to the sky for an explanation.  The drops of rain are carefully spaced apart, and the sun is shining.  The drops...
specious and torpid

specious and torpid

I’m a writer.  A writer who hasn’t yet published her novel.  And I had a dream.  Not I have a dream–which of course I do, to publish a novel.  But I had a dream.  In my dream, a literary agent told me my writing wasn’t good because it was...