Kristine Ludewig-Schnur

Exciting news!

My FITNESS FOR POETS weekly poem has become
a MONTHLY letter as I shift focus to my first book– a magical realism memoir in verse about dancing away those early Art school days.

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High Resolution

High Resolution

Which week is the
week we don’t work on
our work?

Depends on
what you call work,
I suppose when
your labor of love is fed
by having fun! granting wishes
sharing giving presence
sitting laughing feasting all
together on time
well spent telling stories
reminiscing
reacquainting with

your resolve!

to welcome warmly
this gift of the
New Year
:
no we don’t know what
it will look like,
but when has anyone
ever known what the baby
will look like before
it takes aim, brain squeezed
by soft bone
thrusting forward
toward

Catch!
(Art supplies?)
Just what you wanted!
: a pure expanse of time
: a warped lens and
: a curious mind

eager to unwrap this
New Chance to
do whatever you like 
with the 
unknown in store
(empty shelves otherwise)

your perplex

not a problem! but
rather a key ingredient
by which to
feed your labor of love

something fresh!