This is the corner of the magnetic poetry board that sits on my desk. I’ve been staring at these words all summer. I’ve also been melancholy and slow to create. That’s uncharacteristic for me this time of year. The summer is usually light and clear, while I often get a bit blue in January. Maybe busy, maybe sad, maybe still trying to figure it out. I think it’s time for a change, so I thought that a new set of words would be a good place to start. Here’s a capture before the shift. I’ll share the new view when it’s there.