The final prompt for VerseLove 2026 yesterday was a touching invitation to write, sharing what our writing space has meant this month.
Sarah Donovan has a way of weaving community together like a cherished tapestry so that each voice and thought has a place, each poet shines. And I am in awe – of her, of her poetry, of every voice in my writing community that sustains me and brings joy to all my broken places. I can’t yet write or think or feel since Wednesday afternoon, when I had to hold my beloved Fitz for his last breath and release him…..but even without that little nose nudging me awake and those sweet little eyes staring into mine with full love, I’m better for having been Fitz’s person for the time we had him.
Celebrating Through The Tears: A Tribute to Poets in Community
my fingers won’t write
but one thing I know: poets
write hope in the grief
my heart won’t yet beat
but this I know: poets find
pulse in lifelessness
my breath won’t calm down
but what I know: poet friends
reach in, hold hands, sit
my eyes can’t see straight
but I know this: poet friends
jump in the tear pool
my soul has a hole
and this I know: poet friends
share theirs to fill mine
Common Threads 
Kim,
These words: “but even without that little nose nudging me awake and those sweet little eyes staring into mine with full love, I’m better for having been Fitz’s person for the time we had him.” are how I feel about my Puck and Snug. I still miss them every day, even w/ Stanley and Lucy w/ us . Lucy is so good for Ken. Do you have a Fitz memory book? If not, think about compiling photos, poems, stories into one. I think it will be cathartic.
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Thank you, Glenda! That is a great idea! I always love the way you think! Hope you are reading and taking it easy these next few weeks. Have you ever heard of The Bad Bitch Book Club Summer Camp in Maine? It might be something we want to check out.
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