Friday, January 13, 2017

Sara Teasdale Spoke to Me

Sara Teasdale Spoke to Me

She said nature.

She said love.

She said pick up the damn spoon
      and stir.
Your thoughts are thick on the bottom
      of the pot.
Stop running from the emptiness.

Walk in.

Fill it.


It's been nearly a year since I posted a poem. I don't think I've written more than three in all of 2016. It was a year of deep emotional pain, a quagmire of change I found nearly impossible to wade through. As many of you do, I'm sure, I frequently use poetry as a tool for processing such things, but I couldn't.
It was a frightening thing for me.
Last night, I was mourning a bit and I listened to a audio book of Sara Teasdale's poetry. It was so beautiful. Hearing it read was a balm to me. She gave me courage to write again.
Here is my offering.


  1. My friend, this poem is beautiful. I love the simplicity, LOVE "pick up the damn spoon and stir". I hope you will keep writing. This poem shows that the pain you walked through is reaching the part of the path where Light dwells and you are ready for the next level of the journey. Be prepared to be amazed.

  2. I love how this is a reminder of how powerful words can be. Sometimes reading the right words is all we need to remember who we are.

  3. I know how sometimes poetry can be a way to heal, but you have to be ready for it. I took a very long break from writing as well. It's good to be back, and your first poem since you've rejoined the poetry world is absolutely brilliant!

  4. The image you used here of stirring up the thoughts stuck to the bottom of the pot really struck a chord in me.

  5. I do love this poem, Cami. It reads like a mantra, a confession, a resolution perhaps.
    Been nearly dormant with my writing as well. I too have had a very challenging year. Let's hold hands. <3