With the moon eclipsing, the Puyehue-Cordón Caulle volcano in Chile erupting, and the earth still tremulous under Japan’s soil, three women sat in the warmth of a kitchen in San Francisco divining a new beginning. Jeanne Lupton, Kellyann Conway and I met each other at the fateful Sacred Grounds Cafe. I love Jeanne’s revealing tankas and Kellyann’s intuitive verse and they in turn like my penetrating style. Coming together to co-create seems natural and timely.
In Patti Smith’s memoir “Just Kids”, she talked about an unrealized vision of Jimi Hendrix, of musicians from all disciplines and cultures playing in a circle until there is harmony. Poetria will realize this vision with words.
