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elegy…
I woke up with this poem in my head…I can’t say what sparked it, maybe it’s knowing a couple of friends have lost someone recently, maybe it’s a loss I’ve had in my life. I dunno. elegy my best hope when i am ended is that no one will say my life was taken from […]
missive: strong
November 29, 2010
Dear one, You’re strong, stronger than you’ve been for a long time. You may read this and know it immediately, you might see the truth in yourself without any hesitation. I’m here to affirm what you already know. It’s possible also, that you might not feel that. Today might be a day that you read […]
fotos: joy of cooking
November 26, 2010
Riley said yesterday that her observation of Thanksgiving is this: Americans have a holiday in which we spend all day cooking so that we can eat too much later. Out of the mouths of teens… This was the bird from our table. Enjoy your weekend, friends! I’ll have good words for you on Monday.
being here…
November 24, 2010
This is my official Thanksgiving post. At first I considered writing about being thankful…making a viritual list of things I’d place at the altar to gratitude. On this list would be the obvious; spouse, kids, friends, shelter. Then, I considered making a list of obscure things I’d place on that altar. Then, I scrapped the […]
home…
November 23, 2010
It’s not poetry but it’s pretty close…so I’m counting this for my Poetry Tuesday entry… I’ve been working off and on over the last year or so (as funds have allowed) on a music project called The Glass Factory. This is a rough demo version of one of those songs. I wrote this because my […]
missive: light
November 22, 2010
Dear one, The light is changing now. Did you notice it? I have an artist friend online who talks about the light all the time. She notices every nuance of that light. For most of us we see what the light brings out but an artist sees not only what is illuminated but also what […]
fotos: summer
November 19, 2010
It’s getting cold here in middle tennessee. I knew it was coming, truly. I’m a little spoiled, truth be told, by the weather down here in the Southern US of A. If we ever moved back to Chicago I’d need to wear seven or eight layers beginning in late August to get acclimated again. I’m […]
genesis:bone
November 16, 2010
The next in my series of poems based upon the opening chapters of Genesis…for your consideration: genesis: bone that it would take injury in the making of woman is worth noting not merely the forming of clay and sacred language spoken hands stained by mud become red with blood from the bone and the flesh […]
missive: wounded…
November 15, 2010
Dear one, You know that ache? The one that you hold in your body when someone or something is gone from you, when an injury happens, when things come crashing down? For me, the ache resides just below my heart, embraced on either side by my ribcage so that when I breathe in it feels […]
metaphor
from the Latin. metaphora,
from Gk. metaphora "a transfer," especially of the sense of one word to a different word,
lit. "a carrying over," from metapherein "transfer, carry over," from meta- "over, across" (see meta-) + pherein "to carry, bear" (see infer).
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