FOUND POEM Attributed to Septuagenarian: love is what happens when I die (March 2021) One doesn’t have to imagine good and evil amidst all this terror sadness, the bones and the blood surrender we can make a difference we are all somebody we are not on the backs on …
Welcome New Subscribers! A brief introduction. The “Love Imagined” blog is thanks to my publisher, LHP. Its main focus is writing. I am an author, literary editor, teacher, and mentor. My interests include: identity, particularly mixed-race identity; autism; the 70’s (not the decade, but the numeric age that I am); …
First Drafts, Broken Rules Someone said, and many have repeated it-where the rumor started, I don’t know-that a writer shouldn’t send first drafts out for the public eye. But, I am a writer who makes up her own rules, does her own thing, ‘cause someone said, and many have repeated, …
I enjoy re-visioning (not editing). It’s fascinating to see where a poem will lead you, if you let it. It helps to play with words, with sounds, with punctuation: change happens. The following poem changed meaning from the draft to the second revision: suddenly the grandmother was no longer thinking …
