Fear of Love

There is, I think, a fear of love.
There is a fear of love.

I write in my mountain monastary, and read.

If this is the last book I ever read, I shall die fulfilled. Love, loss, grief, redemption, set against the once formidable skyline of The City. Let the Great World Spin by Colum McCann. My brass ring.



Small celebration... Two poems from last April's Poem A Day (PAD) Challenge, hosted by Writer's Digest Robert Lee Brewer, made Top 5 poems for two of the 30 days. Over the course of the month more than 1,000 poets contributed nearly 25,000 poems, so making it through that slush feels just super. Since then, the Day 18 poem When a Bowl Hits a Tree comfortably cohabitates at Tattoo Highway. Day 27 poem Longing for Hades is making the literary journal rounds under an alias.

Okay, back to the Drambuie and the laptop... Peace, Linda