Sue and I took a long weekend to the prairie country of Western Minnesota. It is nice to get out where the horizon is far and the wind is free.
I spent the lazy weekend reading parts of many novels, writing, and resting.
I have one journal volume that I call “A Traveling Journal.” I have been bringing with me since our trip to Ireland in May 2016. It has gone with me to:
- Ireland (County Mayo, Sligo, Norther Ireland, Dublin)
- South Padre Island, Texas
- Black River Falls, Wisconsin
- North Dakota (Jamestown, Dickinson)
- Montana (Billings, Helena, Dillon)
- Iron River, Wisconsin
- Norcross, Minnesota
187 pages so far of poem drafts, notes, hand-drawn maps, quotes, and a few “sketches.”
I have pulled out of it so far a chapbook that I am shopping around and a few poems that have already been published.
On some trips, I write a lot. On others, not so much.
This trip was mainly prose. Ideas that I may or may not share some day. A bit of verse.
All that matters though is that I write.
A FARM IN WESTERN MINNESOTA
in Western Minnesota
from South Dakota
the nights cool
the days hot
the rooster crows
again and again
the cool morning air
the open windows
a little kitchen table
a cup of coffee