Paths I have walked, literally, as I have explored the countryside around me from the time I could walk, and figuratively, as I walk through life.
Walk With Me
I was first inspired by the beauty of the local landscapes of Carnegie and the trails and byways along the Chartiers Creek and throughout the Chartiers Valley, paths I’ve been walking since I began to walk. Those paths led me away to learn new things, and led me back, to interpret what I’ve found.
My biggest inspiration for poetry, prose and artwork is still the world right around me, and I enjoy the opportunity to share it from the perspective of one who walks and hikes and bikes and carries a camera, art materials and journal everywhere—even around the house—so the inspirations are fresh.
The familiarity of weather and structure and cultural habit are a starting point, a base to build upon as I walk other paths while building my stories.
Colors of Winter, poem in progress
Colors of Winter Original sentence The air was full of fine snow flurries, and the ripe rose hips were red as summer against the snow. First draft The air was full of crystal flurries the ripe rose hips red as summer against the snow. Second draft Air full of crystal flurries rose hips as red …
The Dust of Stars, poem in progress
The Dust of Stars five fingers five toes five extremities we are stars we are stardust January 1, 2023 (poem in progress © 2023 Bernadette E. Kazmarski) This was just a quick realization while standing in my kitchen one afternoon: five and five and five and stars. I wrote it down and stuck it on …
Still We Dance
Though our garments be tattered still we dance until the end of our season, and the next remove our memory from this place. Not a quote from another’s writing, just what came to mind as I walked the trail enjoying the sprinkle of wildflowers along the edge. These two sunflowers looked as if they were …
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