Barbara Hood | An Invitation: Savor the Rising Words Poetry Broadside Exhibit
When I was a little girl, my mother remembered me carrying around little notebooks for my “pomes” and pictures, filling them with words and pencil drawings. Most have now gone missing. During college, I kept occasional journals filled with sketches and poems of longing and love, much of it unrequited. Most of these, embarrassingly, survive. […]
Barbara Hood | An Invitation: Savor the Rising Words Poetry Broadside Exhibit Read More »