Hi Stranger! So here's how #IWroteYouThisPoem works: you tweet @ifitfeelswrite with an evocative phrase &I'll write a poem all about you. It's my way of getting to know you, of making a connection in this increasingly disconnected world, of being able to say #NowWereNotStrangers
@SeaGoatScreams I have been off social media for some time now...but your words - as they often have - brought me back today, their "gathering stitch" so poignant, so full of gentle hope. I am so grateful you share yourself with us all.
@mrmaxnorthman @SeanLemonhead. Thank you for writing this life-changing poem. After a 10 year writing hiatus...your poem brought me back. It pushed me to believe in the necessity of getting my first book published...now as an editor, I share your words to inspire others to use their voice too.
@greatlakesqueer I'm the editor of Type A Media, a new indie publisher in Northern Ontario promoting fresh, diverse voices, and would be thrilled to discuss this project with you... DM me or contact through the site to discuss, if you'd like! https://t.co/xWppjZ5RP4
@hecasson In time, I'll happily write you a poem; it will be in gratitude for all of the little kindnesses you put out into the world on this platform!
So grateful to @untetheredmag for including my little meander "Making Mountains" in this volume . . . it's an absolute honour to be published by you again!
In ’Freedom-Rapture’ Canadian writer @ifitfeelswrite takes us on an escapist journey - ’the bliss and the bloom’ with ’broken compass hearts whirling homeward’.
Just stunning. Art by @greengraffix
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@hecasson Apolgies...I have been off Twitter most of this summer! That is some essential magic you practice...I should try the same. Would you like me to write you a poem? The project is on pause but I am still writing here and there for it and thinking to start publishing again this fall.
@SeaGoatScreams @ElizabethKuelbs Oh Ankh, please please please write this into a poem or bedtime story! I no longer live on the Pacific Coast myself, but am sure I sense your glorious glow as it sails along from the Atlantic through the St. Lawrence Seaway and onto my own Great Lake, Superior.