Karen Douglass, Author

Karen Douglass, Author: Prose & Poetry

FINDERS, KEEPERS

When I left New England, I left behind my writing gang, a hard thing to do. But I meant to live in Ireland and those poets would be happy to visit me. However, I landed in Colorado, partly to be a daily part of my only grandson’s life, and partly because a novel I’d written…

April 6, 2022
POETRY MONTH 2022

Poetry is necessary right now, not that there’s been a time when we didn’t need it. I suspect that you know this already, so I won’t belabor the point. But forget if you can, whatever painful approach your education may have foisted upon you. A poem is a machine made of words, sometimes it runs…

April 4, 2022
Music Matters

Whether I’ve had a busy day or not, I easily fall asleep to instrumental music, often Kitaro or Kailin Yong, two talented musicians whose music is beautiful sound sans speech. And when I settle in with my journal in the morning, it’s often Vivaldi who helps me think. If you were, however, to challenge my…

April 1, 2022
BAD BOOK, GOOD BOOK

Today I went to the library in search of information on climate science and jotted down the call numbers of several non-fiction books that will serve my purposes, but instead I decided to see how novelists are handling the looming issue of sea level rise. I wish I had stayed with my original intention. One…

March 30, 2022
Time to Wakeup

Am I in any way a citizen of the world or only of my familiar part of the world? As we come out of seclusion, we are little groundhogs poking our heads out into the open field where we have lived sequestered far too long. Time to wake up, use our eyes and ears. Reclaim…

March 28, 2022