May 16, 2015
A couple mornings ago as I sat facing the back, first a hummingbird came, quick and bright, all its energy focused on blossom, blossom, blossom. Then a turkey came along, lifting first one slender elbow leg and then another, bobbing its head to expand its world, and like that, plodding and bobbing, it made its way into the woods. SO I too came zipping with energy and as the time passed how I found myself slowing to an attentive plod. And that has made all the difference.
I am ever so grateful to have had this time to explore the woods and fields and to write in tranquility!
Athena Kildegaard (Morris, Minnesota)
Poet, author of Rare Momentum, Cloves & Honey, and Bodies of Light