With great reluctance I have decided to end this project at the close of 2015. It has been delightful, these past three years, sharing the poetry and companion art with you all; delightful as well, corresponding with you. A Year of Being Here and its ever-growing community of readers have blessed my journey in ways I never anticipated. I will do my best to make these last months a gift to you, with deep bows of gratitude.
An incredible number of you have been donating to the maintenance of this project. Your generosity has been unbelievable, and humbling. I bow to you. But please know that the expenses of my "hobby project" will easily be met through the end of the year. There is no longer a need for your "pennies in the tip jar." I encourage you to channel your resources to where there is real need.
In that spirit, I have removed the tip jar from the Year of Being Here website.
I also wish to apologize to those poets whose submitted poems I won't be able to post before A Year of Being Here concludes. Please don't be discouraged. Keep writing and seeking an audience for your work. I bow to you.
I bow to all of the poets and artists who, knowingly or not, have helped to make A Year of Being Here what it has become. And I bow to you readers, who have been the project's raison d'être. May you thrive on its poetry and art between now and the New Year. And may you continue to thrive, mindfully, on poetry and art long after it's gone.
Let us always be where we are.