Notes from the Ridge
This poem is based upon a true event. Shortly after my grandfather passed away in August 1974, I found a battered worn down quilt in the corner of my grandparents’ living room. I had not seen it before in all my childhood years visiting… Continue Reading “A Quilt Whispers”
August 8, 2014 by annablakegodbout I am often asked why I have chosen to write poems instead of novels, short stories and essays in my writer’s life. My answer is not a complicated one: Because I want to. Because it lets me… Continue Reading “Why I Write Poetry”
Before February gets by us, I want to share this poem about a moment in time filled with an enduring memory. As the snows falls and the wind blusters by, a woman with her warm comforts of tea and a charming music box from… Continue Reading “I Stop the Questioning”
A Quilt Whispers Autumn sunshine dapples the floorboards of an old clapboard home once filled with family. Heaped in a darkened corner, discarded and tattered with age, my grandmother’s quilt awaits a second beginning. Made of her life and love, softened from generations of… Continue Reading “”
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