The Friday Poem: Actualized

An old, forgotten poem from a few years ago, brought to light.

Actualized

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The Friday Poem, a day early.

An older poem, I post every 4th of July. Enjoy.

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The Friday Poem: One Rose Blooms

One Rose Blooms

The Friday Poem: Just Waiting

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The Friday Poem: 2 Delays = Perfect Timing

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Moments of Joy: Reading Out Loud

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I had a blast being the M.C. for the readings at Riverrow Books in Owego last Friday night. I got to listen to some great readings from fellow authors and read the titular poem from my collection, A Sanctuary Built of Words. (That can be found in my poems here.) At the end I think I heard someone sob slightly, either that or they yawned loudly. 😊

I also read a story I call “Drying Up.” It intersperses the last few hours of a woman’s life in Hospice care with memories from her life that brought her to that point and the peace she has made with people in her life.

I felt that poem and story exemplified my belief about why we come together to read out loud. Research Professor Brené Brown refers to it as experiencing our inextricable connection through collective experiences of joy and pain. It’s a wonderful feeling, that connection.

I think it also has something to do with Bibliotherapy, a term I first learned about during my college years. Merriam-Webster defines bibliotherapy as “the use of reading material for help in solving personal problems or for psychiatric therapy, also: the reading material so used.”

I know I’ve found comfort and knowledge in books that lead to personal growth my entire life.

I believe books and stories can be a place of escape, refuge, connection, and offer hope to help people deal with reality. That is what I’ve experienced through reading and what I hope to offer with my writing.

The Friday Poem: Go Green

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The Friday Poem: A Singularity

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The Friday Poem: Taped

A Friday Haiku: Unscheduled

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