by Judith Nielsen
resting flocks of
the ground covered
hundreds of golden
Following a trail of words, mountains, spirit and tears, this
writer, mother, wife, and eventually psychoanalyst left Texas for Colorado in
1985. The land of the Arapahoe welcomed Judith Nielsen and called her by name.
The love of poetry, poet, and high mountain valleys has warmed her heart and
made her home. Freud said, “Everywhere I go, the poet has been there before
me.” May we keep following those footsteps on our paths through the worlds.
This contributor has taught contemplative psychotherapy at Naropa University,
practices psychoanalysis, and writes poetry.
KJ Hannah Greenberg
has been playing with words and images for an awfully long time. Check
out her poetry and art book, One-Handed Pianist (Hekate Publishing, 2021).