Writing on the Wild Edges:
Participant Poem from Francine E. Walls
At the end of August, 17 creative souls gathered with us for our retreat on Inismor – Writing on the Wild Edges of the World. We had a wonderful group with participants from all over the U.S., Canada, Singapore, and Australia. I am delighted to share some of their poems over these next few weeks. Pour a cup of tea, imagine yourself on a windswept limestone island in the Atlantic, and savor for a while. From Francine E. Walls: The Abbot of Inis Mor turns to his Flock Pow! Waves stomp on sand, a fringe of lace spreads out, rooted