This little poem is a kind of riff on a much more beautiful piece, called The Guest House (by Rumi). And it's this week's entry in Project Create. Today's guest is guilt; followed by shame, who will knock tomorrow. The only thing left is to decide, not each day or each week or each year But … Continue reading Decide
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Invitation to the dance
I am thrilled to say that an independent publisher has expressed interest in reading the whole manuscript of Completely Absurd and Nearly Impossible... which not only prompted me to spend most of my weekend editing the thing, but also to finally post Part Two here. And it is tempting to say that is Project Create … Continue reading Invitation to the dance
People are always telling me the craziest things.
This is based on a piece I wrote with my writing group a while ago. It caught my eye when I found it again, and seemed right for this possibly false start of spring (sixty degrees Farenheit here in Ellensburg today...) and for week ten of Project Create (click here). People Are Always Telling Me... … Continue reading People are always telling me the craziest things.
“closed forever.”
Looking through some photos I took in New Orleans last week... This sign is on a crypt in St. Louis Cemetery Number One, in the French Quarter in New Orleans, LA. It opened in 1789. Cemeteries in New Orleans are above ground, because much of the city is under sea level. They are sometimes referred … Continue reading “closed forever.”
A river flows
Project Create, Week 8: Here's a little meditation on time, rivers, and owls. I had intended to write about something completely different. I guess the owls had other ideas. A river of time A river flows, they say, so that you can never step in the same one twice. There is no way to know … Continue reading A river flows
“I think I’m sinking down…”
We all come to a crossroads sooner or later - that place in the middle of nowhere, where we sink to our knees and wait for the devil to come offer us something for our immortal souls. Like bluesman Robert Johnson, whose talent led to the myth (?) that he sold his soul to the … Continue reading “I think I’m sinking down…”
in my shoes/in your shoes
Here's the latest Project Create entry - a few lines inspired by an exhibit at the Museum of Culture and Environment at CWU. in my shoes/in your shoes: where i walk the red dirt outside his garage where the music is made the brick sidewalks i paced waiting for you the pavement under the tree … Continue reading in my shoes/in your shoes
Project create week 5…Sublime or ridiculous?
Here's a poem based on a prompt at my writing group in Seattle. The prompt was "from the sublime to the ridiculous." Many thanks, Nancy! 🙂 There's real Swiss dark chocolate. And then... there are M&M's. There's a pure white Lipizanner horse, dancing under a spotlight. And then... there's the farm mule hauling manure. There's … Continue reading Project create week 5…Sublime or ridiculous?
Two Springs: Randomly Accessed Poetics
What a great experience to collaborate with fellow writer, poet, and Works in Progress (Richard Hugo House) alum William Lindberg, and what an honor for him to publish a short story I wrote on his literary site, Randomly Accessed Poetics (click here to read). The story is called Two Springs (click here to read) and it combines … Continue reading Two Springs: Randomly Accessed Poetics
Project create week three: Never make your move too soon
Project Create Week Three: Another inspiration from my wonderful writing group. The challenge is to write as many haiku poems as you can in fifteen minutes. This is my favorite of the bunch, at least right now. If we'd left the train At any earlier stops We would have missed this. Tomorrow, my favorite … Continue reading Project create week three: Never make your move too soon
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