Continue Reading Silence, golden? So here is a dilemma: do I listen to the advice of my Beloved who insists that art shouldn’t come with an…
Continue Reading Goose White Lucked out this week. I had an encounter with what must have been thousands of snow geese, as close as I’ve ever…
Continue Reading Fog Silver When that thing formerly known as the sun reappeared on Sunday morning in my garden, it threw beautiful columns of foggy silver…
Continue Reading Moss Green And when thou art weary I’ll find thee a bedOf mosses and flowers to pillow thy head; – John Keats To Emma…
Continue Reading Exquisite Creatures If you enjoy perpetual whiplash between disgust and fascination, do I have the thing for you! That is, if you hurry -…
Continue Reading Hand on my Heart Hand on my heart, this poem followed me into my dreams. Beneath the I-5 underpass near our house lives a homeless…
Continue Reading Portland Art and Learning Studio: Ebullience There is an Outside spread Without & an outside spread WithinBeyond the Outline of Identity both ways, which meet in One:An orbed…
Continue Reading By Determination Last weekend I attended a play presented by Boom Arts and The Cascade Festival of African Films, featuring Ifrah Mansour telling the…
Continue Reading BY NECESSITY TIMES ARE HARROWING for people trying to protect Indigenous ancestral land and prevent accidents from pipeline spillage that would poison and pollute…
Continue Reading Our Place when we need a break…. Our place when we need a break? Why, nature, of course. In my instance, after a week of extensive writing projects, it’s…
