In less than twenty-four hours, the doors will be open for dVerse Open Link Night, so here’s my poem for the occasion. I hope many of you will join us there to enjoy the poetry and companionship of poets from all over the world.
The way the dew curls up
to sleep in hollow clefts of clover,
the way the flautist’s breath
produces chords in empty reeds,
the way the wind balloons
clean sheets hung out to dry
and fragrant hyacinth
assails my senses,
the way birdsong awakens
that way you fill
Photo: via Wikipedia, Benson Kua.
I’m also pleased to announce that, in a few days, my novel Winter is Past will now be available in print form from Amazon.com in Europe. Here’s a recent review from Pam B., Tuscon, AZ:
The powerful story and the beautiful spirit of the author are evident from almost the first page of ‘Winter is Past.’ It is a story of a haunting darkness from childhood, of life-threatening illness, of love and the utmost generosity and of terrible loss, grief–and rising from the ashes. Victoria grabs you in the first chapter and in trying to understand how anyone could survive Claire’s losses, it’s almost impossible to put it down. I cried through 60 pages! Winter is Past has a special place on my bookshelf, from where I will pick it up every time I need to be reminded of the strength of love and friendship and of beginning again.