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Tag Archives: writers
come Lord Jesus – May 3
5.3.2016 so much scrambling day to day to night to day to fill, to foil, to find or forget I call to you for quiet, or rest, or something, anything to calm the panic hustle hassle of my soul. … Continue reading
new muskrat house – April 30
4.30.2016 new muskrat house today marsh weed neatly strewn. neighborhood growing. rental ducks have moved out, only parentals top the mounds where eggs toast, waiting for their time while the muskrats find new spots to call their own.
the pond is still today – April 29
4.29.2016 the pond is still today a lone mallard male sitting atop the muskrat house doing his part to keep the egg warm cool, clear waters devoid now of the quackers and quakers who paddled so furiously just days … Continue reading
paisley park – April 26
4.26.2016 the white factory buildings surprise. we were expecting funky funny for the music star. instead there is burnished modern gleam of white for turning out turnings as if coils of steel looping from the cutting machines of tool … Continue reading
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yard work – April 24
4.23.2016 dirt pours through my fingers, rock set free, ground and worn down fine to let out the life hidden within. ———————
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Tagged burnishing, dirt, gardening, life, nature, poets, rocks, wear and tear, writers, writing
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lanyap – April 22
4.22.2-16 lanyap, grace, friends appear out of time gone by and forward we drop in to each other’s lives, over the transoms of time and place gifts of the One. ———————
A great quote on Writing – December 30
A great quote from Moliere on Writing. that Writing is like Prostitution: First you do it for love then for a few close friends — and then you do it for money. ———————
for Jack…CSLewis – November 29
11.29.2015 a lampost in a wood shone in his mind until one day it flowed out into a book and then books and then Narnia which felt like I’d seen it my whole life. I loved … Continue reading
archaeopteryx – October 11
10.11.2015 the writer yearns to lift off like the first feathered ‘saur willing his hand to leap but nothing comes and his pull push carries into danger waters unthinking. a cautionary tale or merely preparation for takeoff. … Continue reading
Venerable Bede – February 26
2.26.2015 my brother Bede you took the words and spoke them through your pen to share the Word to ope our eyes to those who witnessed then. be thou our eyes our voice our heart do thou our … Continue reading
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