I didn’t set out to become a poet nor did I sit down one day thinking I would try to write a poem. For me it began more circuitously. It began with a foreign tongue. For me, reading and more importantly translating is the way I first discovered the stirrings of my own voice within.…
Jellyfish, Volcanoes, and Pink Lakes
What activities come to mind when you think about lakes? Sailing, fishing, picnicking, swimming, water skiing, or just hanging out…
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