wrote the Amherst bard
Mama and Papa Dove concur
it isn’t some canard —
turning the page
isn’t just for spring
is for beginning.
One year ago, I started Connections as a sort of experiment, partly because of the challenge from my writing mate Tamara and partly from the way my friend Donna uses the word “connection.” Tamara had prodded me to try poetry and photography. At the same time, I was becoming conscious of how Donna used “connect” — I think she herself was unaware of her pattern of reaching out, but “connect” was clear evidence. And thus did two excellent friends shape this experiment.
Then Donna’s husband, Bill, jumped in with photographs. If you have read any of my ancient blog posts, you know that Bill and Donna and I have been friends since high school. Would we have foretold 50+ years ago that we’d have mixed our imaginations in a blog? Well, maybe.
The experiment has turned into habit. Not because it’s been easy but because it’s been good for me.
I have met my goal of doing this for a year and now I can’t quit. However, I learn from the doves. Some change is in order. As you know, dear reader, I love the fall and look forward to the inwardness of winter. Maybe some prose from time to time? As it says above, “in search of story.” Always.
Once again, thanks to the S.W. Berg Photo Archives.
And to Donna and to Tamara. And to those of you who visit and have connected.