On this beautiful Earth Day, look up – the sky is always a work of art!
It is almost here … the day to fill your pockets with poems!
Sharing poetry, or any other form of writing, is a great way for writers to connect with readers – to discover what speaks to them, what they just don’t ‘get’, and what they do not want to ‘get’.
As any poet, dramatist or journalist will attest, it is important to know that the work is reaching someone; is being heard.
As you run those errands, enjoy lunch with friends, or pour another cup of coffee at work, drop a poem off with the dry cleaning, leave a poem with the tip, and tuck a poem near the plastic stirrers.
It happens to all of us – this overlooking, neglecting, ignoring. Life is too busy, time is too short.
But in the rush to accomplish and do and become, all too often we forget what made living so exciting and happy and fresh …
The overlooked might be funny …
Might be lovely …
Might be silly …
Might be cool …
Might be meaningful only to one person.
But still, very important.
Playing for keeps. This is for keeps. Finders keepers.
From childhood, we learn that keeping is good and losing is sad. To let something go, like a balloon or a kite, is rarely the goal, so we are warned to hold onto the string or we won’t get another.
We grow up and often struggle with not-keeping – relationships that fade over time, or jobs that no longer exist.
As we mature, we face the letting go of the people we most deeply love.
On April 10th, her family had no choice but to let her go – to release her spirit into peace after a courageous and loving and painful and exhilarating and funny and frustrating and terrific life. A life that Miss Hill wanted very much to keep.
Sometimes we simply cannot keep what we most love. Sometimes the decision is just not ours to make.
But we aren’t necessarily limited to mourning and memories. We can keep the Lauren Hills of our hearts a vibrant part of our lives by taking up their unfinished work – be it fundraising for cancer, caring for others, reading a book, or planting a garden.
The strings might slip through our fingers and the balloons drift beyond our grasp, but we can look into the sky at any moment and be inspired to reach toward the heights.