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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The Very Thought

The Very Thought

When the effervescence
of your wellspring is
inextricably tied 
to spending time all alone 
in that room of your own so 
you can write

Setting out on a quest?
Ha! the very thought
would be the perfect place to start;
but did you ever have to PACK
squeeze cram shove your 
needs aside to make space for 
all the baggage
?

Anticipating a hefty surcharge!
the very thought GROWS
under duress
what appears to be

Another breast?
Filled with life-giving substance
you’ve done this before! Quite
capable you are
of producing solutions to
feed your work : and when tested?
Self-salve solves most any
apprehension

(save interrogation 
questioning intention while 
attempting to change planes & 
cross the threshold!)

Understandably discombobulated,
the very thought?
begins to chafe & consequently
(did you squeeze?)

Out of nowhere
it POPS !! a speech bubble
dousing every doubt of your safe 
arrival to the state of mind that 
can appreciate this journey
:

of which to write!