Here is my poem, “Winter Thaw.” It was published today in the Post Bulletin. It was nice and warm this January 19th, 2015, and I hope the poem leaves you feeling winter warm.
One warm day
in a sweet
and we walk
and we float
in such warm
I pass a pine tree
with winter’s tears.
She cries for leaving.
Good-bye winter grieving.
I fly free
in one winter thaw.
Its soupy slush
gives way to a gush of hope.
I smell mud
and imagine the buds
still sleeping, but dreaming of pink.
I will be giving a reading from my book, “Make Art From Your Splattered, Scattered Brain,”on January 21st, at the Jon Hassler Theater in Plainview MN. The reading will start at 7 pm.
Books will be available for purchase and singing too.
I would love to see you there if you can make it.
Here is my poem titled, “Winter” This is the second in a series about the seasons. I am thrilled to see it in print and to share it here.
Well, I finally did it. I took pictures of the hats and scarves I have made to sell, and I up loaded them, and got my Etsy store open.
My shop name is Jens Knits and Picks.
It feels good to finally accomplish this goal. I have more to list there in time to come, but 10 items is a great, good start.
Being a fiber artist with knit and crochet is important to me just as writing is important to me. I have no idea which I am more of — writer or knitter. I am both for sure, but if I had to distill myself to one word it would simple be
Anyhow, I will try and post a link to my Etsy store.
Create on. Heal on. And thanks for anyone who really reads these posts.
I have a poem titled “Winter,” forthcoming in the Post-Bulletin paper. This is the second in a series I am working on titled, “The Four Sisters.”
I am pleased to have more poetry coming out into the world. Poetry and word play are my greatest pass times.
I will post the poem once it is out.
In the mean time, please feel free to look into my book at Amazon.com titled “Make Art From Your Splattered, Scattered Brain.”
Here is a link to check that out.
This post should be about my upcoming knit blitz at the Rochester Public Library.
I am collecting some sayings about happiness and joy, and I ran across one in a book I am reading. Here it is.
1. One joy shatters a hundres griefs.
I love that quote. I don’t know if it comes from China or where it comes from, but I really like it.
Did a joy ever take away the pain of your grief? I can think of the joy of having the newborn overpowers the pain of childbirth.
This week I am going to ponder and write about this topic. What can one joy do?
I will post some writing that comes from this meditation.
If you have anything to say about joy, please comment.
© Jennifer Jesseph
You’re the copper sister.
You come in the cool
mornings of late September,
and stay as long as you can.
You’re steady, and calm.
You’re a balm
after your crazy sister Summer
leaves us exhausted
from so much life.
You’re the balance, Autumn,
and I’m glad to be near
your cinnamon warmth.
It’s just the right
You bring blaze orange,
and gold yellow, to dazzle.
I reach out and touch
your cool hand,
and you understand.
We have this time now,
before the north wind
huffs and puffs
and announces your sister,