when there are no words

silent spaces…pause between words…shaping time…making art. There is the sudden silence of the crowd above a player not moving on the field, and the silence of the orchid. The silence of the falling vase before it strikes the floor, the silence of the belt when it is not striking the child. The stillness of the […]

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tree of life

Our modern and hectic daily life is usually far removed from the cycles and forces of the natural world and it can often seem empty of any real purpose. The ash is a key to healing the loneliness of the human spirit out of touch with its origins it can provide a sense of being […]

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if this were a map

In the old, scratched, cheap wood of the typing stand there is a landscape, veined, which only a child can see or the child’s older self, a poet, a woman dreaming when she should be typing the last report of the day. If this were a map, she thinks, a map laid down to memorize […]

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Bird Time

a children’s book… 3 young sisters plant a small elm tree in their backyard. Through the years… the three sisters begin to realize that the elm tree, is their home. The sisters see… that the elm tree remains with them… watching over the 3 sisters marking milestones and holding time… a tree of life… As […]

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worth knowing

Black Above Scribbled trees. Shiningly silver… A mercurial balloon. Inside Oval’s home wait 2… speaking in silence. One Eye Knows… what’s worth Protecting.

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Days Inn

Days What are days for? Days are where we live. They come, they wake us Time and time over. They are to be happy in: Where can we live but days? Ah, solving that question Brings the priest and the doctor In their long coats Running over the fields. Philip Larkin “Days” from Collected Poems. […]

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Above the mountains the geese turn into the light again Painting their black silhouettes on an open sky. Sometimes everything has to be inscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that first, bright and indescribable wedge of freedom in […]

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