#22: Aliveness

My favorite poems are the ones that make the most ordinary things of life seem like the most special, noteworthy, extravagant. There’s something that really shocks me, every time, about a poem that takes the simple things—eating an orange, the interior of an apartment, a conversation over dinner, a walk along the river—and makes them…

#21: In the kitchen

It’s the time of year when I find myself thinking about food more, and not just food itself—but also where it comes from and how it gets to my table. A big part of the joy of summer for me is the seasonality of food. It feels like food comes into focus this time of…

#20: Rhythms of noticing

Earlier in my residency, I wrote a post titled “Poetry of a Day.” The prompt was to notice the small things throughout a day that make our lives poetic, to notice the things that shine as we move through a day and string them together into a poem. I will say, it’s been feeling especially…

#19: A letter to an old friend

Most of my best days in Racine live in memories with friends at a young age. I remember weekends of soccer games and eating oranges at halftime and camping out in a pal’s backyard annually. I remember endless days of basketball in the neighbor’s driveway and biking around the neighborhood, a true feeling of freedom….

#18: May arrival

Spring has taken its sweet time arriving here in Racine. But after weeks of noncommittal rainy, windy weather, it seems we have arrived at a steady springtime rhythm. It looks like robins in the nest over our patio and daffodils already past their bloom. It’s all-day sun and grilling out on week nights. It’s reaching…

#17: Home

“Home” is a word full of meaning, meaning that changes from person to person. When I hear the word home, I think of Racine, where I now live and grew up. But beyond that, I see my current house, as well as the houses I lived in as a child. I think of the places…

#16: What’s in a name

Racine is full of families that carry names that carry reputations and stories, generations and legacies. If you have one of these generations-deep Racine names, you probably find it hard to move through the community without being asked if you’re related to so-and-so or told a story about a relative, whether you know them or…

#15: Holding family

On a day like Easter, I’m surrounded by family. Holidays are a priority for my family. We all gather, every year, every holiday. There’s a sweetness to it: Seeing everyone in the same spaces year after year, eating the same shared dishes year after year. It’s a time to catch up, and it’s where our…

#14: Poems to know a place

When I’m traveling somewhere new, or simply visiting somewhere else, I like to bring along literature reflective of the place. It was recommended to me once by a professor as a way to broaden my understanding of a place, as well as its community and history, in a way I may not otherwise access. While…

#13: Notes to your younger self

It’s hard for me to imagine Racine without imagining my younger self, and I think that’s true for a lot of people who call Racine home. Part of the draw of the place is what the place holds: our own memories, family legacies, former relationships, the shops and restaurants that we once visited. It’s a…