I’m thinking about poems that are inspired by fragrance. Here’s one of my short poems. It’s true–no need to worry about those bees. The sweet scent of a bush filled with these tiny white flowers was enough to captivate all sorts of bees.
By the way, most of my poems are short and focused snapshots.
BEE CHOICES
I’m standing
in the midst
of a hundred buzzing bees,
but not a one
notices me.
To a bee
what am I
next to a thousand
sweet white blooms?
Creating Mama’s Wreaths with Joann Moretz was a joy as I witnessed family heritage and skill passed through generations. Likewise, sharing my newest book has been a exciting journey.
I visited libraries, bookstores, and schools in North Carolina’s Piedmont and mountains. I talked alongside wreath-making with a Delta Kappa Gamma chapter in the heart of wreath-making country, and I made wreaths at the Burke County Library, Bethania Mill, and Tom’s Creek Nursery in Farmer. I enjoyed talking about ginseng and calves with knowledgeable 3rd graders at Riverbend Elementary in Clyde, and I was wowed by the poetry of students at Waynesville Middle School and Meadowbrook Academy. At Blue Ridge Books, I learned about “candy roasters.” For the uninitiated, candy roasters are large sweet pumpkins. Look it up on Google!
Here are some images from a delightful visit with enthusiastic readers at Wilkesboro Elementary. Jack Tales and Mountain Yarns was their favorite of my books.
