Tag Archives: poetry

If We Can Admire Dutch Painting

Posted on July 9, 2024 by lettersfromheartscontent

I’m reading a poem a day, which is like working through the strangest Spotify playlist, curated by someone with curious taste. Some do not appeal, some are incomprehensible, but a few are gems that become my own treasure. Here is … Continue reading →

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A Joy for Ever

Posted on July 3, 2024 by lettersfromheartscontent

As I rode my bike this morning I knew I was experiencing that rare gift: a perfect day. These are the long idyllic days of Vermont, when the sun saunters up the vast parabola and down to the golden hour. … Continue reading →

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9 Ideas for Challenge classes during National Poetry Month

Posted on April 2, 2017 by lettersfromheartscontent

My students in the Challenge III program of Classical Conversations study five Shakespeare plays, and work on poetry through the year. But because they are so busy, poetry gets put aside, and we sip a thin broth on poetry sharing … Continue reading →

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The Daily Poet

Posted on January 29, 2017 by lettersfromheartscontent

On a blog named “Letters from Heart’s Content”, surely the reader expects to read something new from time to time. Fresh out of the oven, slathered with butter, here it is. Gotham Writers Workshop offers some dynamite writing courses online. My … Continue reading →

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And now for something completely different…

Posted on September 1, 2016 by lettersfromheartscontent

I am coming out of the closet. I here confess a great weakness: I don’t like to stay focused on one new interest very long. I reach a point where I feel I have learned the steps and I move … Continue reading →

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A Practicum in Grace

Posted on July 18, 2016 by lettersfromheartscontent

Dear Reader, I am sitting at a table before a soot-stained fireplace at a wee wood-shingled library in coastal Rhode Island. Just coming off my final practicum for Classical Conversations, I am resting with friends in their tiny cottage two … Continue reading →

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The Invitation of the Bench in the Garden

Posted on June 8, 2016 by lettersfromheartscontent

The luxury of two benches in my garden gives me a seat to contemplate the other, nestled between astilbe and hosta, empty in the shade-dappled sun. It faces the jade-green birdbath tall among geraniums, sun glinting on the rippling water, … Continue reading →

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Black and White

Posted on November 12, 2015 by lettersfromheartscontent

Back when Robbo and I were new parents, I used to host poetry parties.  I believed life was more than work, food, and sleep, and that our souls needed to be fed on poetry in the company of good friends. … Continue reading →

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Mary’s Birth

Posted on January 31, 2015 by lettersfromheartscontent

Mary’s laughter echoes like a cry of final tight farewells to empty walls. Memories break the surface with a sigh; remembrance pangs in heavy hollow tolls. For seventy years, like magnets bound by force of opposite attraction, sisters always knew … Continue reading →

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Anyone can write poetry

Posted on October 21, 2014 by lettersfromheartscontent

I want to write. When I write well and that magic thing happens, that long silky ribbon of of words that surprises even me, my soul sighs, profoundly content. It is like the winter yearning of my friend Aula to get … Continue reading →

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