We’ve been in a deep freeze for days. I’ve enjoyed huddling
over the computer, or a wood-stove, and considering the world from
inside. We keep the birds fed and hope they are warm too …
a white chair 
caught in the ice –
no fishing
*****
blue sky
a red mitten
under ice
*****
my feet
crack ice –
overcast sky
Ellen Grace Olinger
“right answer, wrong question”
I like birds
like thalassic velvet
One Poet's Writing Practice
My ongoing quest to grow as an artist as well becoming more connected to the world around. Life is and adventure. Design the life you love. Live the life you fantasize about.
Poetry from a Dublin Scientist
poet, author, all over the place
‘A Bedroom of Searchlights’: poetry. This collection draws a picture of the poet’s divorced mother, an artist with two children, who struggled with poverty, war, and the realities of daily life, yet still found beauty and comfort in her garden, and her art.
1960willowtree 