Writing

Submission Etiquette

If you're considering sending your writing to journals for consideration, I hope you'll find this week's blog post helpful! http://adelekenny.blogspot.com/

WORDS

Words Edward Thomas is one of my favorite poets of the Modern era. He's often lumped in with the "war poets" of that time, and he could write convincingly of ugliness and despair. But it's...

Music & Poetry

Hope you'll visit my poetry blog! This week's prompt is about the relationship between poetry and music. Your comments and poems are always welcome. http://adelekenny.blogspot.com/

Poetry Prompt for Week of August 22

This week's poetry prompt – color in poetry – has been posted. Your poems and comments (you can post poems and comments on the blog site) are always welcome! http://adelekenny.blogspot.com/

Hope You’ll Visit My Poetry Blog

I hope you'll visit my poetry blog, "The Music In It," which I started in April. It's a blog for anyone interested in poetry and poets – the craft and the community (not an "about...

The Poetry of Earth Is Never Dead

The title of this essay comes from the English poet John Keats. A person with a bat’s ear for poetry and an eagle’s eye for nature (which Keats, Wordsworth, Whitman, Dickinson, Rumi and other...

Presence & A Writer’s Reservoir of Images

Thoreau, that perpetual present-moment monger and chanticleer to the blind and busy, wrote perhaps the most beautiful and influential ode to the life-altering benefits of heeding the present. In the chapter “Where I Lived...

Oneness, it’s time

I scratched this into my offline notebook journal a while back.. thought I'd share it. "as is" .. enjoy! I drop to my knees upon the cold, hard earth I lay my palms down and lean...

Words of Wind: To Those Who Resist Change & Rewriting

Ah, resistance to change. I admit I like my routines and cringe at change, but I’m not the dig-your-heels-in-the-ground sort. I don’t invite the dramatic change, but even when my first wife said adios...

Not Your Grandmother’s Sweetness: Active Compassion and Writers

When I traveled to South India several years ago to study with my teacher, I didn’t intend to bring my father. But sure enough almost every morning, among the smell of chai and dust,...