Meg, I get that — it’s your name. But Unlimited?
After being a paid journalist for 25 years, it won’t surprise many that I’m still hooked and remain deeply respectful – and critical – of the imperfect craft I practiced. And fascinated by the titanic forces of change driving both intentional and unintentional shaping and re-shaping of the craft.
Being a poet for even longer, there will be poems, most of those have nothing to do with journalism, but with, in Emily Dickinson’s words, “the Culprit, – Life!”
Surgeons must be very careful
When they take the knife!
Underneath their fine incisions
Stirs the Culprit, – Life!
There are no limits to the paths that words can take and create. For we are, each of us, unlimited.