From the Desk of … Kelly Schirmann
This week I asked poet, musician, and visual artist Kelly Schirmann to share a picture and talk about one item on her desk.
For five months I’ve slept in the back of a truck, poaching the day-use spaces near ancient lakes or the fieldy backyards of friends or the beaches of smaller cities or the beach itself. I’ve been back eight days now, with a table & a bed, & eight days ago I cut this winter bouquet from my front yard. Rhododendron, & some small red berries, the ones my child knowledge says I’m not supposed to eat. I think it’s a gift for me, by me, or at least a reminder to be grateful. I am grateful for you, tiny poisonous winter berries. I am grateful for a place to hold all your eternal pieces in the same place. – Kelly Schirmann