One pair of watchful eyes, trained to observe
One half sense of history
One half sense of nature
A love of words unmeasured
One full willingness to say what only the heart knows
Sprinkling of humor, especially at self
Dash of bitters and commitment
Mix all at odd moments.
Read aloud and revise again.
Tuck away in a journal or
serve with joy to all those who love poetry.
Repeat as you are moved to write.
Feeds a multitude.
|River Ness near Inverness, Scotland (Camp 2009)|