Fires in our area are mostly contained. Here is a beautiful sunset: Advertisements
Me and Sarah McMullen, learning by being. Rockport, Mass. August 2015. photo by John McMullen edits and text by Amanda Kimmerly
subjects: Eliza Smythe Hermosa Beach, California, 2014
Poem (the spirit likes to dress up) by Mary Oliver The spirit likes to dress up like this: ten fingers, ten toes, shoulders, and all the rest at night in the black branches, in the morning in the blue branches of the world. It could float, of course, but would rather plumb rough matter. Airy… Continue reading Spirit Likes to Dress Up (POEM)
One of my literary and spiritual heroes, Robert Stikmanz, recorded this lovely, haunting song of a poem I wrote that he transliterated into his invented language, Dvarsh. The poem, “Rush,” or “G’Teoksh.” is featured in the guidebook we co-authored, The Way It Grows: An Introduction to Dvarsh. Copies are still available through Confabule.com and Amazon.… Continue reading Ever hear a song in an Invented Language that you LIKED?
dive for dreams or a slogan may topple you (trees are their roots and wind is wind) trust your heart if the seas catch fire (and live by love though the stars walk backward) honour the past but welcome the future (and dance your death away at the wedding) never mind a world with its… Continue reading dive for dreams… (e.e.)