My mother is super into webinars, and in daily meditation, and daily practice. So, here I am, sharing in her delights. She sent me a series hosted by a longtime poet and motivator of words within us: Jacqueline Suskin. Now, when I read her name out loud (in my head, in loud?) I say it like Pushkin, “Sushkin.” It sounds cooler that way.
Anyway, coming up will be five days of exercises. Today’s is about AWE.
Suskin says we should, like poets, find what AWES us and write about that. She says every day is a poem, a chance for AWE. And if I capitalize that word, it is because I have been awed by her explanation of AWE. It really is at the heart of every encounter with words. Like . . . I would want you to feel the AWE I feel when I write. Writing a good poem, at least the very last line, always needs that AWE tingling sensation of a job well done. A WOW.
So, here it is, a poem about something that awes me:
