the empty hand
the empty hand you wantthat no one is(allowed to be)too differentbut you(because you are)make that the normforgettingyouare different toowhich only makes you differentand yetnot betteror that this impliesyou’re proven rightto…
two pieces of straw
two pieces of straw you wanteverybody to be different(to be allowed to be)and you want meto be allowed to bethat wayif I just want to be(I am)a different kind ofthat…
fear wants to
fear wants tohold my handbackfrom writingagainst hate the timesof violence arebackin our yard,Mr. Chaplin language—butthe heartshould listentoo the smallactspile upthere is a rightand consequences ant trails—I want toassure youthere is…
Linking and shifting between poetry and music
A remarkable number of well-worn wallsonce paintedwith loveand love. Early in my social media times I began adding a link to a piece of music to each of my poems.…
Beads
Boys in a camp, running on dusty ground, with a ball made of 25 plastic bags. The news. The girl switches the channel to Chopin’s Berceuse. They have been sending…
Writing—because.
So much has happened. In the world. Next door. In my family. Writing has always been a conversation with the world on the outside and within, to make sense of…
Compass Needlework
It has been a long while since I’ve shared anything on my blog. Maybe it is more understandable with the following haibun. I’m focusing on balancing. Seeing, accepting, learning, standing…
Get your copy of Don’t Write About The Moon :)
So, my book is now available! You can find all the information about it here on my website :). I received two fantastic submissions in response to my call on…
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