Hello, My book has been out in the world just a few weeks, and the feedback has been so lovely and heart warming. I was overwhelmed by the support at the book's launch party on…
MelindaNovember 13, 2025
When Your Dragonfly Grew
My friend, the artist Marina Powdermaker, would have turned 64 next week. I can't quite believe it's been 5 years since she left. It is for us—those left living—to honor our beloved dead by telling…
Reach for the Bus Crayon
The Bus Crayon There will be a morning you won’t reach for the black rectangle with the white apple on its face. You won’t instruct your finger to slide…
MelindaJuly 30, 2025
Of Birds and Blueberries
Writing can be therapeutic, but it's work nonetheless. Sending woven words out into the world to be judged is a practice in growing thicker skin. For every published piece there are dozens of rejections. Though I've…
MelindaJuly 21, 2025
Poetry reading this week!
Hello, dear reader, and happy mid-June to you. I’m popping in to say my first full-length poetry collection is scheduled for publication this fall. No exact date yet, but I’ll send out an update when…
MelindaJune 8, 2025
This Motley, Sublime Life
Weary and Awed a collection of parts of the holy whole One of my favorite songs is “All This Joy” by John Denver. If you’ve never heard it or it has been a while, here’s…
MelindaMay 31, 2025
Woman, Circle, Poem
Late May greetings! I’ve just had two poems published in a lovely new online magazine, “Soul Poetry, Prose and Art”. Here’s the link if you’d like to check out the magazine. It's filled with…
MelindaMay 22, 2025
A Happy Smattering of Weirdness
Perfectly Imperfect I read a good amount of poetry. Some comes to me in literary journals and books, some shows up in various online forums. I’m drawn to writing that is accessible, creative and real.…
MelindaMay 19, 2025
When God is a Bird
This one is for the mothers. When God is a Bird The feeders out back bring more color this month— goldfinches blossoming from marsh-like greeny gray to forsythia yellow, a red-winged blackbird flashing…
MelindaMay 11, 2025
Through the Window
Through the Window New buds adorn the ratty something-or-other bush. Does it mind being unnamed? No, comes the echo of an answer. My life outside your window does not revolve around what you might call…
MelindaApril 21, 2025