Poets To Read – Wislawa Szymborska

July 17, 2016

Poets who should be on your list but probably aren’t could be a most extensive list. Once you discover Szymborska you will find yourself returning to her again and again.  Here, in prose, savor her perspective.  

 Cosmic Solitude

I admit that I find the question of life beyond Earth quite interesting, but still I’d prefer not to have it settled too quickly and definitively. For example, I’m cheered, not disappointed, by the…

Source: Wislawa Szymborska: Cosmic Solitude

Duned In In Delaware

September 23, 2014

the substance of a shadow in tall grass

Duned in in Delaware  Painting by ntaylorcollins (c)2014

Duned in in Delaware
Painting by ntaylorcollins (c)2014

I wrote this fragment a couple of years ago in a journal on one of those days when nature and I found harmony.  This past Sunday such harmony found me again at one of my favorite Delaware beaches, Bethany Beach.

I spent the day painting while my grandson had a grand time running in and out of the pounding surf and building various structures in the damp cool sand.  Gulls, kites, the small advertising plane with bright red banner in tow provided our overhead entertainment as clouds formed and reformed in an ever-less threatening array of rain clouds. For most of the day, the clouds dipped low enough to provide a hazy fog when mixed with the sea blues and grays.

Buried beyond the replenished dunes, housetops took on the muted colors of the day. Dune grasses struggle to keep a foothold and the low snow fencing help provide traction to the ever shifting sands. It used to be you could sit on the boardwalk or the seaward facing porches to a full view of the ocean.  The current dune situation is much higher than the boardwalk and the best view is from southern-end high rises or from the vantage point of the beach.

There was little hint of shadows in these tall grasses as the shifting clouds grayed the colors of the day.  As I captured this overcast mood on the houses, I was trying to decide if they are content to be nestled in behind the dune or whether they are standing on tiptoe peering over this powerful bulkhead.

If the past is any indication of the future, this dune will, too, soon pass. Or should that be — this dune will to soon pass… For now, I plan to get down there every possible day this fall to capture this fluid evanscent scene…

D A Y U M…

July 7, 2014

In the emergency room a few years ago, they said, “You probably have an aneurysm.”  

I remember – a sigh – I think it was me who did that. My only thought… This can’t be good.

This can’t be good. My first thought at this moment. 

A Medicare card arrived today. It has my name on it.  MY NAME… MY NAME on it.

It’s better than hearing you might have an aneurysm but…but…

But… I’m not ready to lose the baby in my boomer…


But...but... I'm not ready to lose the baby in my boomer...

But…but… I’m not ready to lose the baby in my boomer…

A Month of Poetry

April 8, 2014
2014 Poetry Month

2014 Poetry Month


For special writing projects, I keep a separate journal. This year for National Poetry Month I chose an old lined journal of 256 pages. It’s canvas with faux leather corners and spine with a red ribbon book mark.

Handwritten thoughts are still my choice of entry into the writing process. It’s totally a part of an analog process when doing the creative flow part. When it’s time to start editing, I become digital and work at my computer.

Not Writing. Book In My Head – Day 8

April 8, 2014

As I enter Day 8 of National Poetry Month, I’m up to page 36 in my journal. I start a new one each time I have a specific project I want to keep intact. Today’s selection is based on a philosopher of interest. I hope you check out his work.  Poetry, fire and closed spaces are a few topics he explores. 

We are never real historians, but always near poets, and our emotion is perhaps nothing but an expression of a poetry that was lost.  Gaston Bachelard


Not Writing a Book in My Head – Prompt 4

April 4, 2014

#NationalpoetryMonth Writing prompt for April 4

Writable about

Writable about

Not Writing a Book in Your Head

April 17, 2013

Not Writing a Book in Your Head

Writing is your personal answer on your journey to discover what the questions are. I hand-write random thoughts, jagged fragments in jumbled cryptic description in my journals. My advice: Write down the rattle–there’s time for fixing later. n taylor collins, writer

Follow these simple writing steps and begin:

  • Focus on what you are thinking about when something strikes an emotional or tangible chord.
  • Begin writing your thoughts down – this is the part where the “writing a book in your head” becomes actually writing a book.  Take note — “Writing a book in your head” is thinking, not writing.
  • Write down your spontaneous thoughts.  Concentrate on the flow of words leaving your mind.  Watch them become visible tangible markings on a page.
  • Every day, or as often as you can, repeat this process. Just write down your spontaneous thoughts.
  • Write for 30 days.  If you do,  a habit of writing is developed.
  • Writers write.  You are writing that book. You are no longer just thinking.
  • For now, write. Write something each day for the next 30 days and the next 30 days.
  • Check back with me in 60 days for the next step..

Remember, thinking  a book in your head is not the same as writing it.   Writing stakes a claim on the writing part when you stake a claim on being a writer. 

A link to how I found inspiration in a card from a poet friend, Helen.  http://tinyurl.com/c2c6m4l

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