I’ve been thinking about devotion recently (in connection to attention), and the Scafidi poem found me in the right moment. Thank you for that and for your words.
Wow, that poem did indeed feel like the inside of my restless brain. Loved your reflection on it, as well. I’ve been off most social media (FB, IG, TT) for Lent and… I don’t miss it. I don’t need to see or know everything that was being put in front of me every day.
PS: geez, Devin, what a string of words you put together here: “the pink of each petal felt like someone had tattooed the word April onto the skin of winter”
Emily's poem is one for our times.
truly!
I’ve been thinking about devotion recently (in connection to attention), and the Scafidi poem found me in the right moment. Thank you for that and for your words.
welcome always, Roxani! I adore Scafidi's work.
Wow, that poem did indeed feel like the inside of my restless brain. Loved your reflection on it, as well. I’ve been off most social media (FB, IG, TT) for Lent and… I don’t miss it. I don’t need to see or know everything that was being put in front of me every day.
PS: geez, Devin, what a string of words you put together here: “the pink of each petal felt like someone had tattooed the word April onto the skin of winter”
Thank you, John! Appreciate you reading always. Hoping you're well!
I needed this. Loved your answer to the prompt
thank you!