Next Steps

So, I’ve removed my February 30/30 poems from this site. Why? you ask. Well, I am really pleased with many of them and want to submit them to journals for publication, and most journals don’t want pieces that are already available online. Plus, many of them need editing and refining before submission.

Thank you all who have been reading along with this project! I have really loved sharing them with you. If you had favorites or ones that stuck with you, I would love to know. I’ll move those to the top of my submission pile. 🙂

We’re All Activists Now

On the day of the international Women’s March, I wrote a poem. I shared it with a number of Facebook groups I’m a part of, as well as on Twitter and a number of other venues. I don’t usually shared unpublished work of mine so widely, but it was such a timely thing, I wanted to get it out and share it. I don’t know if I’ve ever felt the urgency of a poem at that level before.

The poem was liked and shared hundreds of times, and eventually an excerpt appeared in an article by Cindy Brandt in Sojourners magazine, “Dear Donald Trump: Now We’re All Activists” I’m hoping to publish the poem in print somewhere, so I’ve removed it from this blog, but you can check out the excerpt there. 

All We Can Hold: Poems of Motherhood

ChE-wEcWkAAeX7KIt’s fitting that after the long silence on this blog that has accompanied my second pregnancy and the birth of my second son, I can return with this kind of news.  Just around the time my son was born in May, this lovely anthology was published.  All We Can Hold, put together by Sage Hill Press, is an anthology of poems related to motherhood. The poems, though, are not the soft, cliche-filled kinds of poems you find on greeting cards or embroidered on pillows.  I am thrilled to have had a poem of mine, “Bath Time,” included alongside some great contemporary voices like Sherman Alexie.

Connecting with Other Writers

This blog space has been quiet for awhile, but I have been enjoying contributing to others’ sites over the past couple of months. I hope you’ll check out these pieces at their original homes.  In February, I had a chance to talk about poetry writing and the focus of my Visitations chapbook at my friend Allison’s blog, the Coven Book Club.  I got to talk with two other poets about how we write and what we write about:

For me, poetry is about the musicality of the language, so I tend to assume that the type of person who chooses poetry cares about sounds and rhythms. Someone who chooses poetry has to really love the material they’re working with – in our case, words.

In March, I shared a piece at You Are Here, a blog curated by friends I met at The Glen Workshop in Santa Fe last August. This piece began many years ago as a post on my Lithuania teaching blog, but I reworked and added to it to reflect where I’m at now in my life:

“Of all the things I expected from that coming year, I could not, in the particularly grey autumn of single almost-30, have believed that an apple-honey cake held any hope for sweetness ahead. Hope was running very thin, and after many years of missionary sacrifice and relational disappointments, I suspected that when God commanded that I open wide my mouth, I would be getting bland, dutiful manna, not honey.”