This was a project I did basically during the pandemic. I started writing a poem a day. Once ‘real life’ started again it got harder to write everyday, which is interesting.
found (1)
confusing growth
tumbled
as a young seed long inside
not knowing
waiting
realizing
we are prepared
to become larger
Playing a bit with ‘found poetry’ - this was constructed based on finding words in an essay by Alice Walker, in Living by the Word: Essays. Thanks to Robyn and Lisa for the inspiration.