Poetry Watching the Rower by Andrea Potos Oh to find that still surface,the glide of silk and silence,sun lit along the oars,the…
Poetry When Beginning the Poem by Andrea Potos may there be a listeningrather than a making curiosity over expectation, lightness and ease,no strainingtoward…
Poetry When a Certain Word Comes to You by Andrea Potos This morning it was fluency,the title of a poem I found in a bookI laid…
Poetry Essential Gratitude by Andrea Potos Sometimes it just stuns youlike an arrow flung from some angel’s wing.Sometimes it hastily scribblesa…
