Date: Thu, 23 Jul 1998 23:34:34 -0400 From: Kim Charette Subject: [WRITERS] : BIO & SUB: O LITTLE CABIN Hi to everyone, My name is Kim, I am from Maine and I love to write. I have always had the desire to write maybe right from the second I was born. When I was younger I always had a pen and paper around me, never wrote anything specific..I just wrote. In high school, under an English teacher's encouragement, my writing blossomed into poems. Writing those poems are what made me get thru those teenage years. I got married right out of high school, had a child and left my writing behind for quite some time, with the exception of blurbs here and there. I began writing poems again at the beginning of this year. Something I have realized is that during those years that I "left" my writing behind,, I had indeed not really left it all. In some form or other I was always writing. But because I thought I had left it, I never nurtured it. I have been lurking on this list for quite some time now.. about a month. I feel like I know some of you just by your posts to this list. There are some beautiful words being written on this list and I hope to be a part of it. My efforts of late have been trying to expand into short stories, personal essays, etc. But I am trying to deal with making that jump into submitting my works to magazines, publications, etc. The poem below is one that I am thinking of submitting to the "The National Library of Poetry" I wrote this over four months ago and in going over it have made some revisions. I would love any crits or comments on it. Thanks in advance! Kim ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ O Little Cabin O little cabin along the lake what stories you could tell. You look enchanting among the trees, the boughs touching you as the wind blows. O little cabin snug in the woods how did you get there? Looking like you have always existed, like a beacon for some lonely fisherman. O little cabin deep in the night, what shelter you must be; An invitation among the alien feeling of the wildness O little cabin, so inviting.. I want you for my home. Basking in your safety and memories, I would not feel alone O little cabin along the lake Tell me the stories of your past- the laughter, the fun, the storms, the fear. I could live here forever. © Kim Charette 4/26/98