Wednesday, July 14, 2010

The Last Hurrah

and so they wandered away from each other
in body only, their words crossing each other
in winds which blow across continents, oceans
and seasons, from such far flung places, in winter and
summer, from mountains, desert, into the
sides of cliffs where houses hang perilously
and no one believes in central heating.

Three of us, located in New Zealand (Karen), Andrea (New Mexico) and me (Colorado) are writing together three times per week.  Each of us provides a prompt one of the three days and all of us write to that prompt.  It's an amazing experience...I highly recommend it as a way to stay close in spirit to those you love.  You can find it at  (It is called that because it started between Andrea and Karen, classmates at Harvard, their last semester.)