So how do I write my poetry? Where do I write my poetry? More importantly why can't I figure out what to click on to get started writing?..with or without chatGPT?
Thank you both. Beautiful meditations on hope in the midst of real life heaviness. Rachel,you capture the way we yearn for the sun with these little ones whose need to be outside feels primal. Tanner, the phone that becomes a leash is a poignant reminder to put it down and be in the natural world, which can teach us to praise. The poems in conversation with each other call us to lift our faces to the morning sun.
So how do I write my poetry? Where do I write my poetry? More importantly why can't I figure out what to click on to get started writing?..with or without chatGPT?
Thank you for these, Tanner and Rachel.
Thank you, Tanner and Rachel. This is beautiful 🤍
Thank you, Tanner and other poets! All so beautiful and timely for me. Took my mind to John Denver’s lyrics:
https://youtu.be/tv6sRsVsn3g?si=YceLnkRja79DlOOs
Beautiful poems Tanner and Rachel.
This is beautiful, thank you for sharing
AFTER A WHILE
By Jorge Luis Borges
(revised and copyrighted by Veronica Shoffstall)
After a while you learn the subtle difference
Between holding a hand and chaining a soul,
And you learn that love doesn't mean leaning
And company doesn't mean security,
And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts
And presents aren't promises
And you begin to accept your defeats
With your head up and your eyes open,
With the grace of a woman,
Not the grief of a child
And you learn to build all your roads on today,
Because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans
and futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight.
After a while you learn that even sunshine
Burns if you get too much
So you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul,
Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers
And you learn that you really can endure...
that you really are strong
and you really do have worth,
and you learn and learn...
With every goodbye you learn.
Today is a year since my life changed. THis is a poem that means a lot to me and I wanted to share it
Thank you both. Beautiful meditations on hope in the midst of real life heaviness. Rachel,you capture the way we yearn for the sun with these little ones whose need to be outside feels primal. Tanner, the phone that becomes a leash is a poignant reminder to put it down and be in the natural world, which can teach us to praise. The poems in conversation with each other call us to lift our faces to the morning sun.
Tanner, your poem was just what I needed this morning, thank you. Rachel's poem about waiting for Spring, so very good!