Thoughts on poetry, creativity, education, the world as we know it, the world as it should be...
Monday, November 14, 2016
This haiga collage/found poem is from a couple years back.
As I look at it and read it, I contemplate the power of the phrase, something that is the basis of short-form poetry such as haiku.
Choice is the memory of all.
Ah, well. Go forth and try to create something good and lasting despite Monday.