While still celebrating last summer’s A Room of Her Own Foundations retreat, I realize I failed to provide a link here to the interview my poet friend Lisa Rizzo graciously conducted with me—I hope you’ll check out the interview as a way to support her brand new blog, Poet Teacher Seeks World. Not only did I enjoy seeking out her out at breakfast, and sharing a flashlight up the darkened trail back to our rooms on the mesa, but I also managed to solicit a poem of hers for The Fertile Source that we soon realized I'd first heard her read some years ago at a Women on Writing Conference (and promptly solicited from her back then). And Lisa, the offer stands....
We (the four of us on the interview team: yours truly, Lisa Rizzo, Marlene Samuels, and Barbara Yoder) have since also cross-posted our interviews on the AROHO Speaks, Writer to Writer website, where over the course of the next year we plan to present interviews with as many of this summer’s 2011 retreatants as possible (in the spirit of harvesting insights and passing on a little practical wisdom and inspiration).
And I've missed the practice of the regular flow of postings at Feral Mom--I've been shocked quiet for the moment, but more on that later...life continues to catapault me past the comfort of my furthest growth ring (ready or not). I'm sure I won't be able to resist writing about it for long. Under which circumstances have you been shocked quiet? I'd love to hear your thoughts.
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Thanks so much Tania. I'm honored. Lisa
"I've been shocked quiet for the moment, but more on that later...life continues to catapault me past the comfort of my furthest growth ring (ready or not)."
While we think of the motion of the catapault... the fling- flying through the unknown - the result of being catapaulted...think also of the origin of the word...which means shield piercer.
I like the images that "growth rings " evokes.
Me...I am emerging from a huge loss in a young part of our family...
Tania, I hope "shocked quiet" in a good way. Thinking of you. All my best.
As far as silence, you can never go wrong. It is always still and quiet at the core.
Tania - A belated thank you for giving me a bit of publicity on your blog. I've been looking at poems you might like...more on that later.
Jeannette, I love the image of shield piercer you shared here. As always, you've nudged me to reconsider, circle, my subject from another vantage point. I'm waiting, listening, ever writing, but treading the public/private line internally until I know I can proceed here with the blog. I'm sure you know the dilemma...
My thoughts, heart, goes out to you...
Thanks Ethel...I think "shocked quiet" in a constructive way, in a mind-altering restructuring sort of way. I'd say a rewiring of the emotional DNA. I'll need some distance to write about it sanely. Maybe a pocket of quiet is better?
Hope your own writing is going strong.
I will, then, Liz, try to just enjoy this time of hesitation--thanks for the reminder, my friend.
Lisa, you're welcome...and thanks for letting us publish your trio of poems at The Fertile Source!
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