Spring I

....a poem about Spring

I was digging in the garden
and found a germinating seed;

its 
shoot 
growing 
not 
up, 
but 
down.

You have to grow roots in the dark
before you can claim your crown.

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The Tideline

There is a man called Bob. He runs a denim company called MTTR and produces something called CTLG, which he describes as ‘a seasonal publication in four parts, exploring the threads connecting nature, creativity, and doing business in a different way.’ So differently in fact that he commissioned me to write a poem in four parts for PRT1—SPRG26. What a privilege!

I am a poet and narrative non-fiction author seeking wild wisdom for contemporary crises—both the personal (midlife, AuDHD, chronic pain, anxiety, et al) and the global (environmental/social cluster-snafu). If you enjoyed this poem, subscribe for more…

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