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One Little Word for 2025

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Every year, when December rolls around, I begin the rhythms of reflection. Part of this process is starting to find the word that will guide me through the upcoming year. It's a combination of reflection, serendipity, and decision-making that guides me to the word I will use.  Past Words Step (2024) Shine  (2023) Ripple  (2022) Choose JOY  (2021)  Simplify  (2020) Center  (2019) Reach  (2018) STRETCH  (2017) Be Mindful  (2016) Be Brave  (2015 --- and my personal favorite) Discover  (2014) Thank  (2012) This year was no different. Early in the month, I began to collect words that showed up in my life. In the beginning, the list grew, and then it narrowed. As the end of 2024 neared, I found myself settling in on the word CURIOSITY. The upcoming year appeared sure to be filled with things beyond my control, so it seemed a stance of curiosity might be the best way forward. It was full of possibility and, as a questioner by nat...

Poetry Friday: Foreboding

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It's Poetry Friday!  Today's Poetry Friday community roundup  is hosted by Karen Edminsten.  Stop by for all the poetry joy you need today!  I just can't thank each of you enough for last week's lovely trip around the Poetry Friday community. Hosting this community is always such a pleasure. Your words, lines, poems, comments, and reflections brought much comfort. Among the hopeful stops was an invitation from Mary Lee to join #haikuforhealing. It seemed a comforting step as I try to find an actionable way forward. I'm posting a haiku each day on my Instagram account.  Here is today's #haikuforhealing:

Welcome Poetry Friday: In the Mourning & A Call to Gather

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POETRY FRIDAY IS HERE!  Thank you for stopping by. Today, I am honored to host the community that continually inspires me.  Please find the Mr. Linky below to wander the Poetry Friday posts and/or to add your poem to this week's roundup.  Today, I offer... In the Mourning On my walk, I think of two women I sit between in time: The Grandmother, who ran her home like a business. and The Granddaughter who, someday, may run her own. I bury my face, in hands that know the work, after witnessing another woman, qualified, steady, competent, brushed aside. I want to run into my house, bolt the door, never go out again to meet the eyes of other women who sold the dream  for pennies. But my grandmother, who lived in a time that kept her from the job she wanted, her own money, her own home, whispers - no, shouts - in my ear, "There is work to do." My young granddaughter is watching from my lap, she saw the warrior woman, head strong, heart open, stand, and with great strength s...

Poetry Friday: The Window of Memory

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It's Poetry Friday!  Today's Poetry Friday community roundup  is hosted by Buffy Silverman.  Stop by for all the poetry joy you need today!  That's a Wrap Whew! National Poetry Month has ended. I survived. Ha! Actually, I consider the month a reasonable success since I learned quite a bit and found some direction for going forward. First of all, I'd like to thank this community. I think you all know how much is gained from a stroll around the Poetry Friday neighborhood. Here are a few other places that pushed me along in April: The Practicing Poet: Writing Beyond the Basics   by Diane Lockward (this book is now at the top of my list for crafting poetry)  The Slowdown Show hosted by Major Jackson Poem-a-Day Merely In-Progress : the substack space where I wrote reflections and tracked links of interest. If you want to have some fun, check out today's final reflection post: Treat Yourself Like a Poet .  Perspectives In an effort keep ...

National Poetry Month '24: On Deception

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Here we are! Today is the last day of National Poetry Month. In this week's reading of The Practicing Poet, Adele Kenny shared poems written in sections. I will occasionally use this organization strategy in an essay. I thought I'd try it in this final poem of the month. On Deception i. who can explain magic? charms, spells,  a powerful force unexplained: an illusion, a lie believed. ii.  as a child I remember sitting in magic shows, believing everything was real. my grandfather would take all of us. we'd watch people disappear and return smiling.  iii. poetry: the wave of the wand cannot solve the problems on the page, staring at a blank space, waiting for the magic, searching for a lucky charm. © Cathy L. Mere, 2024  For April, I will be taking a deep dive into  The Practicing Poet: Writing Beyond the Basics ,  edited by Diane Lockward. This book is full of 30 craft tips, so it is the perfect way to shape this month's challenge and dig into the craft...

National Poetry Month '24: The Great Escape

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I was looking for something light and fun today when the news reported the escape of four zebras. Apparently, at the time of the report, three had been caught, but one was still on the loose. All I can picture is this one zebra out there living her best life - even if only for a short time. ( Here's the story from the New York Times .) Photo by  Fabrizio Frigeni  on  Unsplash The Great Escape  The grass is always greener       on the other side, they say.  I wanted to find out and       my chance it came today.  With slow and steady movements       I began to work the latch.  When I felt it give a little,       a plan began to hatch.  The doors began to open,      so  our dazzle we did run,  to find some greener pastures,       and maybe have some fun.   My friends weren't all that certain     t...

National Poetry Month ‘24: Now I See

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  For April, I will be taking a deep dive into  The Practicing Poet: Writing Beyond the Basics ,  edited by Diane Lockward. This book is full of 30 craft tips, so it is the perfect way to shape this month's challenge and dig into the craft of poetry. Stop by my Substack page,   Merely in Progress , to follow this month's writing journey, where you will also find reflections, links, and inspiration across the challenge.  Of course, this month is all about writing poetry, so I will have a new poem posted here each day utilizing a craft tip from the book. Here we go.