I never wanted to be anything but a writer. As a kid, while my older sister was burrowed under the covers reading Nancy Drew by flashlight, I was across the room, burrowed under my own blankets, making up stories. Once I carved a poem on the back of a Ouija board. My mother was not amused.
We had an ordinary life in West Springfield, MA. I had a grandfather who was an engineer on the railroadresulting in my lifelong love of trainsand a grandmother who smelled of lavender. I had an uncle who smoked cigars and another who had big tattoos and another who wrote the date he bought...
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If you are having fascinating dreams …Write poems about them! Many of the world’s famous poets, including Voltaire, Goethe, and Christina Rosetti said that they drew creatively on their dreams.[i] Several of the poems that I have had published were based on vivid dreams. So, drawing on my book, Dreaming~The Sacred Art, here is a… Read More
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