The Gift (poem)
3 min readNov 28, 2021
the gift is in your hands…
When I moved to Seattle in 1983, I began writing poetry in earnest. I wrote about everything! All the angst from my divorce, my shortcomings, income challenges, relationships, and the like.
As those topics were fueling my poetic leanings at the time, there was another subject that had caught my eye. It was the art of Keith Powell, a scratchboard/multi-media artist in northeastern…
