Joan Kantor lives with her husband in Collinsville, Connecticut. A college counselor and learning disabilities specialist for many years, Joan also has training in education and marriage and family therapy. Active in a number of poetry outreach efforts, she is a member of the International Academy for Poetry Therapy and collaborates with both visual artists and musicians in Stringing Words Together, an interactive program of poetry and violin music. Her most recent chapbook is Too Close For Comfort (Aldrich Press). Learn more about Joan at www.joankantorpoetry.com.
What a wonderful poem for this moment in time. Would love to experience this ritual. Just the hope of seeing all these creatives and the drums beating the rhythm of earth.
Lovely poem. I can just feel the movement in its lines. This is a new ritual for me that I had no knowledge of. So soothing.
In a cynical culture where abuses to the soul feel like fingernails on a chalkboard, Joan's poem is a welcome salve! Thank you Joan, thank you Jayne.
I moved with the rhythms of the drums.
Hmmm...no punctuation,yet capitalization. Interesting. Thanks for taking me somewhere tropical for a moment.