Hello from MacDowell

I’m writing tonight from Savidge Library at the MacDowell Colony in Peterborough, New Hampshire, where the leaves are turning to fire and the turkeys roam free.

These three wild turkeys strutting across the field are a regular fixture of my morning bike ride to Colony Hall. The eponymously named MacDowell Studio, my writing space for four weeks.

During my month-long residency, I am revising a novel and working on a group of poems. I knew my time at MacDowell would be special, but it’s...