Ruth Thompson Poetry

Flotsam

Reading so many beautiful poems of gratitude and thanks-giving this week, I wanted to share this, from my last book, Crazing: Flotsam The storm drives all ashore—thrown stick with dogteeth, twig of twisted pine, thumbnail jellyfish with dark sails fallen, torn kelp, fouled ballast, soapy olivine foam. Everyone here has the same story. We are…

Ruth Thompson Poetry

Rivendell Residency II

Rivendell Writers’ Colony was magical in October. The main house is set on a bluff looking east over a long, often mist-filled valley. Each morning from my beautiful room I watched the sun rise over the valley and the mountains behind. During long Indian summer days I wrote in a hammock under huge oak trees,…

Ruth Thompson Poetry

Rivendell Residency

I leave for a residency at beautiful Rivendell Writers Colony (http://rivendellwriterscolony.org/) next week. Fall in the Smokies! After years in the lovely but seasonless tropics, to think of October in the woods! I wanted a residency in the mountains. My father’s people came from the Blue Ridge, and we grew up camping in the Sierras…