Good morning! It's a beautiful Friday and we are back with our next installment of Evelyn-finds-something-neat-about-poetry-and-comes-to-share-it on The Rain-Drenched Writer! Or, as my dad would say, "Have you heard Evelyn's new poem? She didn't write a single word!" Well, I am sure we are all glad to be here. If you are new to these… Continue reading Of Books and Binders and Book Binder Poetry
Last week's schedule was pretty full for me. Especially the first half in which I volunteered at a three day summer camp of twenty-five six to eight-year-olds. I sharpened hundreds of colored pencils, cut out tons of little continents, and rocked my fancy nametag. I assisted with map-tracing, paper-gluing, white-board-cleaning, and picture-book-reading, as well as… Continue reading The Imaginary Assistant Tag
I'm a writer, I'm a poet, I'm a chapter I've written. A character built out of nothing but my life and hands. They stain my pages because I bleed and wilt. I'm a writer, I'm a poet, I form worlds out of words and people out of trees. Watch me resurrect a dragon, a storm,… Continue reading i am a writer {poetry}
Sometimes inspiration rises from the everyday happenings that feel so forlorn and bland. Everyone has a unique experience and while they might overlook common formalities: another dinner, another drive, another drag of school. They can all be captured. The art of the poet is to see the beauty in the commonplace; to encompass and package… Continue reading Ode To The Family’s 2003 Chrysler Town & Country Minivan
the rain-drenched writer. 