Kelly DuMar

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#NewThisDay Writing From My Photo Stream

Another thaw after Thursday’s downpour. The brook is overflowing the trail with ice water. Some risky and random patches of leftover ice and no snow and I am working on a poem about a June trip to France when I dipped with my daughter in The Ardèche at the Pont-d’Arc. I started drafting this last Sunday and left it further along than I remembered when I opened it today. Relief. It’s part of a new collection, I hope. It’s a rough first draft; not ready to bring to my group. [Break] So, I’m tired, up too early, but it’s coming, the poem; I leave this writing just to check on it, see if it’s still there, and I stay for awhile, I want it to be better, I want to know what happened and how to write it.