Poetry Watching the Rower by Andrea Potos Oh to find that still surface, the glide of silk and silence, sun lit along…
Poetry When Beginning the Poem by Andrea Potos may there be a listening rather than a making curiosity over expectation, lightness and ease,…
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 book…
Poetry Essential Gratitude by Andrea Potos Sometimes it just stuns you like an arrow flung from some angel’s wing. Sometimes it…
