Sea Changes ~ February 11, 2012 ~ Recently a friend pointed out that two of the major power spots for my work are the diametrically opposite islands of Ireland and Hawaii. I don’t know if there is deep inner meaning in … Continue reading →

Jecinta, An Inspiration ~ August 30, 2011 ~ You may remember, in the last chapter of Saved by a Poem, a girl named Jecinta challenged me to recite a poem when I was paralysed with shyness on my first day at … Continue reading →

A Day in the Life of Agnes Pareyio ~ July, 2011 ~ It’s 7:30 am at the V-Day Safe House in Narok, Kenya, and the morning symphony has begun. I am awakened by the sound of Mama Helen singing as … Continue reading →

~ July 20, 2012 ~ You may have heard me say, quoting the actor Austin Pendleton, “There are two ways to jump off the Cliffs of Moher. You can either squinch your eyes shut and clench your fists all the way … Continue reading →

~5/17/2011 ~ Do you remember the wondrous woman in Chapter Three of my book, whose grandmother saved her from teenage depression by “prescribing” Maya Angelou’s “Phenomenal Woman” as medicine, to be recited morning and night? C.C. Carter is now a … Continue reading →

~4/1/2011~ It’s National Poetry Month, time to remember that poetry is our first language. Literally. All over the world, mothers croon to their babies in rhythm and rhyme. Perhaps this is because the womb itself is a poetic place. Your … Continue reading →

~1/3/2011~ I enter 2011 with Hildegard Von Bingen’s words pulsing in my ears, “When the inner and the outer are wedded, revelation occurs.” On New Year’s Day, I took a hike with friends in the mist-jeweled hills along the Pacific … Continue reading →

12/8/10  I am holding in my hands the manifestation of one of my (many!) dreams. The December issue of my favorite magazine, The Sun, features an interview entitled  “Written on the Bones: Kim Rosen on Reclaiming the Ancient Power of Poetry.”Alison Luterman has … Continue reading →

11/16/10 “Jambo, Kim!” It is my friend Zam, calling from Kenya. I can hear the sounds of Kibera, one of the largest slums in Africa, behind her voice: children shouting as they play in the narrow passageways between mud and … Continue reading →