Join me under the branches of the Poet's Tree

[alee_grrl]

Sunday, every Sunday, let's have a community picnic. It's probably been a long week, and it's lovely to have a few minutes to sit back and relax and enjoy some good conversation in a less formal space. Feel free to bring something for the Picnic Basket - a poem you liked this week, a thought you had or something you experienced, or even something completely unrelated to poetry whatsoever that you just feel like sharing. Just take a moment to say hello, and maybe have a bite to eat; no one is going anywhere fast, and the shade promises some relief from the everyday heat. Let’s get to know each other a bit better, here under the branches of the poet’s tree.

Comments

[zirconium]

Luisa Igloria's Leaving no one and nothing behind... caught me on my way to something else. As did the equally compelling poems that prompted it.

*shares thermos of soup and carton of slightly squished croquettes*

[alee_grrl]

Both Luisa's poem and the poems prompted it are amazingly beautiful. I shall have to bookmark them to reread later and to share with some friends who would appreciate them.