Cleave together at The Cleave Poetry Workshop. Come join me.
“I tell you the truth, unless a kernel of wheat falls to the ground and dies, it remains only a single seed. But if it dies, it produces many seeds.” John 12:24
I have lived long enough to know that holding onto something may lead to it rotting in my hands.
Poetry is no different.
I have learnt to hold those things I treasure with an open hand; I know there will always be someone greater who can pry them from me if they so wish.
The Cleave has been dormant for a while, mainly due to my inability to focus enough to edit it to the level I would like. So?
It is time for me to stop.
The road leads on. Where it leads to is dependent on those who have a heart to travel this narrow road of cleave poetry, amongst other roads.
I will be here: Cleave Poetry (facebook)
and on my blog here: ptdiep