Come with me into the expansive gift of poetry to experience a disruption of habitual ways of thinking and perceiving. The magic of poetry happens when it is spoken, heard and felt as vibrations in your body.
One molecule said yes to another molecule and life was born.
- Clarice Lispector
This week's blog is dedicated to my dad who died September 21, 2012.
Dr. Rev. Samuel F. Rowen was a Presbyterian minister who frequently
ended his sermons with a highly inappropriate joke and then this poem.