April may or may not be the cruellest month

April is the cruellest month, breeding Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing Memory and desire, stirring Dull roots with spring rain. ~T.S. Eliot, "The Waste Land" T.S. Eliot knew a thing or two about April. I'm looking out my window and it's snowing. I only wish I could shout "April Fools!!" but the first … Continue reading April may or may not be the cruellest month

on the lamentable lack of writing groups in the farmington valley

So, I belong to a wonderful poetry group called the Faxon Poets, based in Elmwood CT (a mini-town of West Hartford). The group is fantastic, the people are wonderful, and I love meeting with them monthly to laugh and read and share and critique. When I lived 10 minutes from there (and my boyfriend's apartment, … Continue reading on the lamentable lack of writing groups in the farmington valley