✨ Around the Fireplace
we'd love to meet you...
Recently, a fellow Every Day Poems reader told us she loves reading with you on Substack.
We asked her what made it special, and she said,
I like the possibility of chatting with others sitting around the same fire, listening to the day’s poem. And I like how I can see the week’s poem titles and art in a glance. It reminds me of where I’ve recently been, and if there was something I wanted to revisit.
We loved that description! The thought of sitting around the fire together, talking about the week’s poems, especially warmed our hearts.
Maybe you already know who some of your fellow readers are? We’ve introduced you to Megan Willome, Bethany R., Sandra Heska King, Jack Cooper, and Monica Silva.
But there are so many more of you sitting around the fire, enjoying poems each week. It would be lovely to meet you, if you’d like to introduce yourself.
You could share what the others have already shared. Or you could introduce yourself in an altogether different fashion. Either way, we’d love to hear from you. Just tell us about yourself in the comment box at the bottom of this post.
Some of What Was Shared, If You Want to Follow Suit
Your job or vocation
A few of your hobbies
How long you’ve been an Every Day Poems reader
Where you hail from (now or earlier in life)
Your Every Day Poems reading ritual (if you have one)
What kind of tea or coffee you drink when reading your poems
Your favorite kind of cake
Or, Just Introduce Yourself in Another Way
Maybe you know exactly how you’d like to introduce yourself. Go for it! We’d love to meet you. And we think others around the poetry fireplace would love to meet you, too. :)
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I teach all things Library, which is to say that I am a Librarian. I also teach whatever is necessary to enrich a life. Having led a poetry group called Pegasus, I now write for and with the group. I also belong to a writer's group, Foothills Writers Guild. I have taught all ages, from elementary to adults. Nothing stirs me more than the joy of teaching an adult to read.
When I am not teaching I am on my back porch reading, writing and keeping company with Simon, my gray green-eyed cat. I also enjoy gardening, bird-watching and bee-keeping, but at this time do not have a bee hive due to colony collapse. I am therefore a lonely beekeeper, pining the loss of my hives.
I stumbled on to Every Day Poems through TweetSpeak approximately two or less years ago. My poetry consumption ritual is to read the poetry offered by Every Day Poems very early in the morning before sunrise while sipping hot coffee with half-and-half and stevia. I revisit the poetry during my lunch while sipping usually green tea or hot peppermint tea. In my life it seems there is a connection between food, coffee and tea consumption and poetry consumption.
When I think of cake, my mind and taste go to coconut cake, but not just any coconut cake. Grandmother’s coconut cake. It has been a very long time since I’ve had her coconut cake, but I do have her recipe. I have made the cake according to the recipe but do not have it quite right. I had coconut cake very close to hers at church once but never was able to identify the baker. Every so often I get in the mood to try the recipe again. One day I will get it right.
I live in a small, rural town in South Carolina and have never lived outside of this state. The community is mostly agriculture with home-grown folks. Peach season is a big deal in these parts especially west of my home. In the early spring, peach growers get very nervous as they watch the weather reports telling of late frosts. A late harsh frost can wipe out an entire crop. A gentle frost, as they like to say, can make the peaches sweeter. Growers pray for no frost or a gentle frost.
There is poetry all around me; in the peach fields, in my school, in the garden, in the empty bee hive.
Poetry writing is a release, a sort of painting with words. Poetry is the harvest of words, however bountiful or lean. Poetry can be a taste, a sip or a gulp that satisfies the thirst for words’ deepest meanings.
One of my favorite lines of poetry is from Emily Dickinson..."If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain; If I can ease one life the aching, or cool one pain..."
Sharmen
Thank you for your comments! I'll have to figure out how to post my writing.
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