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Blue Moon | snapshot poem
The first Blue Moon of August cools the roof tiles, black asphalt releasing its heat into evening. Is it the illness or the medications? Isolation or inactivity? I do not move. The past rises like mist from the over-heated sea. [Click the image to see credits & larger sizes at flickr.]… Continue reading
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Friday Cat Blogging
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Learning to Live with the Wall
Thinking about my life for an art journal prompt, I realize – my life used to be full, challenging, in every way. Intellectually, emotionally, physically, aesthetically, spiritually – I pushed myself, I challenged myself, I moved, loved, lost, changed jobs, went into therapy, worked hard, read books, took classes, thought, looked at art,… Continue reading
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What lies behind the veil of the body?
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maybe
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