Writing prompt: Boomer Centers (Pre-Senior)
If there were centers just for Baby Boomers, what would they look like? What would happen there?
If there were centers just for Baby Boomers, what would they look like? What would happen there?
I wanted to post this poem alongside my father’s commentary on the hemlocks. Some of you may know it, but it gets deeper for me when I see it alongside the story of the two hemlocks. And, just a reminder that “Riehlife,” the blog is the face page for “Riehlife” the website. If you go…
Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer is a word woman of the finest caliber. On Ryezome, a delicate on-line tracery of her poem-a-day practice, you’ll find accessible well-crafted poems that will make a difference in how you view your life. Susan Tweit introduces her as a favorite poet of real life. Of those who think of themselves as…
Women’s Memoirs runs part 2 of “Who Owns the Story?” as a writing prompt. Who Owns the Story? You’ve decided that yes, you’re going to do the scary thing. There in the mirror of the written page you’re going to expose yourself—warts be damned. Read on to find out what our really fun writing prompts…
Jimmy Cliff’s “Too Many Rivers To Cross” was one of the sound track songs from my time in Botswana and Ghana in the 1970s. There were a lot of rivers to cross, and I learned how to cross them…not all at once, but slowly, and one by one. This also made a great slow dance…
One of my greatest pleasures in being an author and having my book “Sightlines: A Poet’s Diary” out in the world is hearing from readers. This note and two beautiful photos of one of my homeplaces, Lake County, Northern California, arrived from John Frary recently. I was so touched that I wanted to share it.—JGR…
Enjoy these poems by Evie Bond that have a feel of little folk tales. –JGR ________________ The Old Lady Who Died Crying by Evie Bond The old lady who died crying was a sad sight indeed She lived in a shack, in the very back Of a forest without any trees. A river of fog…