A poem a day for the month of April, National Poetry Writing Month |
| Go As A River* Read last night until my eyes drooped shut. You know how it is, held captive by a good book. It's now 11:00 AM, still in my PJs, with tears wet on my cheeks having just read the last page. Breathing the moment. A coming of age? Yes! A woman's book, a mother's book. Book of the earth and its taming. Go read. ~~Judi Van Gorder Notes ▶︎ |