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March 27, 2012
In light of the goings on in the world I thought it would be appropriate use the Poetry Tuesday platform for some good words from a poet and writer I admire a whole lot where matters of race are concerned. I have always liked Maya Angelou’s writing, although to be honest her poetry is not […]
missive: mystic
March 26, 2012
Dear one, I see your inner mystic. Do you? If you close your eyes and place your hand on your chest, fingers near your throat, can you hear that mystic’s heart beating? If you tune out the noise, the pollution, the chaos, even for a moment, can you hear the voice of that mystic, whispering? […]
And dream of waffles…
March 24, 2012
I have these crazy anxiety inspired dreams sometimes. They come whenever I find myself in an emotional clearing in the woods. After a long couple of months of emotional ups and downs, conferences, workshops, projects kicking up, projects winding down, kids puking and people visiting, this weekend is the first open space in my schedule. […]
bottleneck…
March 21, 2012
13 days to go on the drive to raise money on Kickstarter and self publish the Mrs Metaphor book…and I’m thinking about my vacuum cleaner. I have this strong and heavy woven wool rug in my living room and although it is strong and heavy woven it still likes to shed or perhaps it just […]
Racism 101
March 20, 2012
The first book of poetry I owned was “Those who ride the night winds” by Nikki Giovanni. It’s safe to say that the reason I began writing poetry was because that book was given to me. My early poems sounded an awful lot like a 12 year old German Catholic white girl from Cincinnati, Ohio […]
fotos: white page
March 19, 2012
On days like this; overcast in gray the throes of waiting my mind becomes the big white page wanting to be filled I am the pen out of ink.
Update #3: Pumped up kicks…
March 14, 2012
I confess that I don’t actually know what Foster the People are talking about when they say, “all the other kids with their pumped up kicks” in the lyrics to their song. As best I can figure it’s about angst and I get that. I was a young adult once. I also confess that every time I […]
missive: warm
March 13, 2012
Dear one Whenever the weather turns warm I think of you. I think of the earth inside of you beginning its thaw. Long held beliefs and fears live inside of you. They are like a child who is frightened wrapping her arms tightly to keep safe. When the winter comes, she turns to ice, she […]
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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