LIFE OF A POET - WOLFSROSEBUD

Today, my friends, I am pleased to present a poet who is very well-known in the blogosphere,  Patti Wolf, of Wolfsrosebud's Blog. I am sure many of you are familiar with Patti's work, and have bumped into her in the 'sphere. This poet lives in Wisconsin, where it is still winter. So bring your woolly scarves, let's go in and sit by the fire and sip on some hot chocolate, while we chat.

Sherry: Patti, thank you for allowing us to visit! I am so looking forward to this. Would you like to set the scene for us, give us a look at the poet at home?

Life of a Poet ~ PattiKen and the Muses

by Sherry Blue Sky

Hi kids. I hope you had a lovely Thanksgiving and are all refreshed and ready to plunge back into the world of poetry again. This week’s poet claims she isn’t one, but I beg to differ, as I have been enjoying her poetry for a long time now. We are sitting down today with Patti, of PattiKen and the Muses.  For Patti,  I envision, (as it turns out, accurately),  a table at Starbucks,  some foamy lattes, and frequent ka-ching noises from the busy cash registers. Let’s gather ‘round.

Patti and friend

Poets United: Patti, thank you so much for sitting down with us.

Patti: Thanks again for asking me to participate.  The title threw me a bit. I have never seen myself as a poet. I sit down to write and sometimes a poem-like piece emerges, which always surprises me. Any poetry I manage to produce is an accident. Yes, that feels more like it:  The Life of an Accidental Poet.