Poetry’s not for everyone. There are volumes of it I’ve never read or care to, some I have and wondered why, and others I’ve been stupefied by the contemplative and obscure state of new understanding it gave me. And although poetry is the subject of this post, I only occasionally read it. But, April is National Poetry Month. I read about it in an article in this month’s O Magazine. What I loved most about the article was the side-bar… Read more »

Circles, there’s no getting ‘round it – for eons they’ve symbolized cycles, unity, wholeness, infinity. I get it. There is something subliminally satisfying about a round, its seemingly effortless completeness is endless. Even a musical “round”, a perpetual canon, has unity and wholeness. As each individual singer starts the same melody at a different time then continues repeating it over and over, the overlapping lyrics and notes are woven into audible cycles that insinuate infinity. It’s all at once pleasing,… Read more »