My first post on this last day of May is a link (on the left) to a conversation with Patricia Caspers Rogers on the Ploughshares blog series, Women Versing Life. Like me, Tricia is a poet who writes about the death of her father. Her fine manuscript is titled Life with Fever. I enjoyed working with Tricia on this post...and there is so much more I have to say about the death of my father when I was 2 1/2, and how that loss has followed me. So maybe in later blogs.
I'm thinking of this blog as a way of listening to myself more closely: when I write, I pay attention. I hope some of you will join me as I check in occasionally. And leave me a comment when you do check in. I want to listen to myself, and I also want to hear you.
May 30, 2012
May 30, 2012 2:32 PM EDTI love this, Wendy. As a way of listening to yourself. I feel the same way: I think I only really process things by writing them through. I've been that way since I was a child, and wonder if it's an inclination we're born with, like introversion or a loose confidence in dancing.
Enjoy your blog, and I'll enjoy checking in whenever you poke and remind me!
June 2, 2012 5:59 AM EDTYour poem about the death of your father, and your being there at 2 1/2, still sears me. Writing IS a way of coming to terms and sharing. This is what my memoir writing is teaching me. Thanks for writing the poems and now, the blog.