Writing from the soul.
My passion began the first time I touched ancient Egyptian parchment, the first time I held my grandfather’s gold heirloom Parker fountain pen, the first time I cracked the stiff spine of a chapter book, the first time someone’s story broke my heart and put it back together.
I like to say it’s a calling. A calling to record who we are, right here and now. To twist the threads of reality (just a little) and write something worth a legacy.
The poems in Liz Howard’s newest poetry book are incandescent; a shining light among the stars within the cosmos that the book is named after. The work is a collection of personal memories and contemplative thoughts that exist in tandem with cosmological teachings, both contemporary and Anishinaabe.