life and art
Why do we start our resolutions on January 1st? A far more auspicious time to start new endeavours would be on the first new moon of the new year. I came across the information this week that most people don’t make it past January 19th with their new year’s resolutions. I’m not surprised. I’ve been …
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You find yourselfIn a a long hallwayYou walk and walkThe distant doorFeels like it will neverDraw closer Then suddenly, your handIs on the knobYou turn it and walk through And find yourselfIn another hallwayYou can just see the doorOn the horizon lineYou push forwardWith every bit of energyMaking no progress Until all at onceYou feel …
You might think That the thingUnderneath your headIs a pillow But maybeIt is a sponge It slowly soaks upThe worriesOf the day Feel Your anxieties trickleDown the backOf your neckOut of the baseOf your skullWhile you stareAt the ceilingIn the watchful darkness Or perhapsEveryday stressesDribble slowlyOut of your earDrip, drip, dripEvery so slowlyWetting your spongepillowAs …
Today, I am tired. I slept – but in strange, broken fragments. Some of it feels like my fault. Some of it feels beyond my power to control. Like much of the world, stayed up past my bedtime, watching in shock as right wing terrorists stormed the Capitol building. I burned off the anxiety stirred …
As the new year begins, I’ve found myself energised for new endeavours and projects – pandemic and lockdown notwithstanding. There has been a powerful urge telling me: it is time for something new. But it’s interesting – every time I try to take a step forward (like with this Home Ec project I’m so excited …
A purple lionGuards the gateTo my dreams I bring him hunksOf my raw and ready fleshAnd an ice cream Sandwich just in casePurple lions preferThat sort of thing He gives me a milky grinFlecks of chocolateDangling from his chin And I slip through the bars Which have somehowBecome elastic and yieldingStretching to accommodateAll of meEven the self-made …
Imagine an agile arachnid Gently spinning a gossamer web Over your eyelids Feel the subtle weight Of her silken net The little being Dances and soars Creating an imaginary eye pillow A growing, welcome pressure Weaving waking dreams You could open your eyes But why not wait Just a bit Let the spider Do their …
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Your father shows meA toddler seatFor his bicycleAnd my breath stops How can I send you bothOut into the worldRiding at speedOn these tiny scraps of metalAmong the menacing hordesOf automotive monsters? I joke that I would like To wrap the two of youIn bubble wrapBut am I joking really? The thing isWrapping someone In bubble wrapIs …
I was doing yoga earlier this week, and had a moment that I’ve been turning over in my head ever since. At around the 24 minute mark in this video from DoYogaWithMe.com (which I absolutely adore), the instructor Melissa says: “I think it makes more sense to stick with the pose that feels a little …
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There was a moment, in the midst of cancer and parenting during the insanity that was our life over the past few years, when Zach looked at me and said, “do you think our lives will ever feel not-awful?” At least I’m pretty sure that’s what he said. It might have been me. This sounds …
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