I unearthed something from my writing past recently. When I was in California recently, my dad handed me a saddle stapled copy of one of my old chapbooks, with a bright yellow cardstock cover.
As I started flipping through it, I recognized many of the poems from my college days, but what really stuck out was something else. First, the title of this chapbook was Any Clear Season, and I organized the poems in four sections: winter, spring, summer, and fall.
Even though I didn't have the language for seasonal creative living back then and was a good decade from stumbling onto this concept for myself, it wasn't entirely unfounded. I know that now. Part of me was already drawn to seasons, so it was just a matter of time before I was able to unearth this wisdom in a deeper way.
So my questions for you are:
What themes or threads are running through your body of work?
What's the central question you're trying to answer?
This might be something worth journaling about, or just keeping in the front of your mind while you’re running errands or taking a walk. Your creativity might have something to reveal!