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Tag Archives: wonder
Pool
My mother’s face. What about the rest of her? My mother carried within herself, like the gothic utburd, the dead child of motherless. Motherless lived inside my mother, beside her. In these motherless places dark things grew, which I would … Continue reading
Tuesday
You send yourself letters endlessly. They are postmarked from the future, some future date, some invented date, or the dates are all over the map—future and past switch places like Tuesday and Thursday, or Sunday and Monday. That is to … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, Prose
Tagged cradle, existentuial, letters, Poetry, Prose, self, speculative, wonder
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Story
Within the alchemy of gist and wonder resides the evergreening lush dark center of stories through which the self rivets its fluid course.
New Romantics
The call, and calling…
Posted in Audio, Cinema, photography, Poetry, Prose, Theater, Uncategorized, Video
Tagged . spoken word, calling, dreams, liminal groove, lyrcis to go, new romantics, Poetry, shamanic bop, slow burn, verses from the abstract, visionaries, visionspeak, wonder, wordpray
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Scraps
Each one of us are curating our own reality, our own collections. Philosophy is a crooked thumb trying to hitch a lift to the stars. I listen to the wind sing, but can’t understand the words. The No Trespassing sign … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, Prose
Tagged contemplation, dreams, fiction, fragments, language, music, philosophy, Poetry, reveries, self expression, solitude, story, vision, voice, wonder, words
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The Wonder Years
We are here but briefly, fingered skeins and finite exhales threaded within a spiraling fable of ordered repetitions and infinite respiration— We are the supplest of gilded elegies, membered to the magnetic cause of wake and dream.
Turn Turn Turn
Each spring they return,bound to renew small wonders–Innocent by turns. (Artwork by Izumi Yokoyama)
Gilead After Dark
Time dreamed, and I was there. The persistently nagging sense of simultaneously being there and not being there. A fusion and mediation of allegedly separate entities, such as timelines, distances (intimacy, you see, belong to the immeasurable). The mantling of … Continue reading
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Tagged balm in gilead, children, echoes, excerpt, musing, myth, novel in progress, out of the dark, sketch, story, vision, voices, wonder
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Jackdaw and the Doll
Audio presentation of The Jackdaw and the Doll, featuring a slideshow of the book’s illustrations. ABOUT K. leads a double life. Timid office clerk by day, storyteller by night. But not just any storyteller. Transforming into a jackdaw, K. takes … Continue reading
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Tagged Audio, audio book, fable, kafka, magical realism, picture book, Prose, Publication, storytelling, Video, wonder
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Domain
Make the small your domain. Your belfry for lost hours. Within the small words gather to tremble to sublimate to keep solitude company. Also they become cinema in which you are watching words gather to keep solitude company that being … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, Prose
Tagged Cinema, God, lost hours, poem, Prose, solitude, wonder
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