For Swap-bot, I joined a project that required writing a sestina. According to the Academy of American Poets: “The sestina follows a strict pattern of the repetition of the initial six end-words of the first stanza through the remaining five six-line stanzas, culminating in a three-line envoi. The lines may be of any length, though […]
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It bears repeating. Here’s the link if the video doesn’t work.
I know the eyes are the windows to the soul or whatever, but the real crux of the moment was not just that I was really seeing someone, but that I was seeing someone really seeing me. Once I embraced the terror of this realization and gave it time to subside, I arrived somewhere unexpected. […]
“We say to the confused, Know thyself, as if knowing yourself was not the fifth and most difficult of human arithmetical operations, we say to the apathetic, Where there’s a will, there’s a way, as if the brute realities of the world did not amuse themselves each day by turning that phrase on its head, […]
This song by Hozier is gorgeous, poetic, and haunting to me. Take a listen (click here if the embed doesn’t work).
SoulCollage® Committee Suit: Feline Familiars I am one who is soft and curvy, and I am one who is fierce. I am one who enjoys pleasure and will communicate. I am one who is a mystery. I am one who is subtle. And I am one who is primal. What is your gift or message […]
SoulCollage® Committee Suit: Our Lady of the Coffee I am one who requires coffee. I am one who appreciates the daily ritual. I am one whose mind cannot function without a dose. I am one who is a mother and whose work is without end. What is your gift or message for me? That I […]
This ATC was created for a swap focusing on something in nature. At least one item in the card had to be from nature. And a couple of haiku! A sand dollar moon peers heavenward, smiling to her silver sister. ***** Ocean origin star within echoes secrets hidden in apples.
“And so seated next to my father in the train compartment, I suddenly asked, “Father, what is sexsin?” He turned to look at me, as he always did when answering a question, but to my surprise he said nothing. At last he stood up, lifted his traveling case off the floor and set it on […]
I haven’t participated since 2006, but I decided to get re-acquainted with the site Swap-bot. One of the swaps I joined is to make nine Artist Trading Cards, each focused on one color. Here it is before I pop it into the mail. It felt so good to make. If I just carve out a […]