"Words pour from us for so many different reasons: triggered by emotion, sight, sound, smell. And watching them form is a fascinating process of creation that differs from person to person: place an image in front of 10 writers, and they will all say something completely different. It's not just words that an image can pull from us, but thoughts, questions, desires, hidden contemplations that sit beneath the surface, silently awaiting an opportunity to be asked to express themselves. This week I watched my poet-friend, Rene Foran , turn a photo of cigarettes in an ashtray into a personal meditation on something more esoteric….I'll leave the rest to you to ponder..." ~Braja Sorensen~ Photograph by Kathy Fornal We All Fall for Ashes by Rene Foran white smoke collection plate chalk dust rubbed from heaven's slate lace mantilla frames your face kiss me with the passion of a suffering sai...
Women's Spiritual Poetry