How much of writing is re-writing? How much of living is re-living? I sip my coffee. I remember the voice inside of me croaking out; she’s hoarse; she’s deep; she’s poised. I remember shouting for someone to love me. Men. All of them. Love me. I remember this voice changing. Going dark for boys with… Continue reading Your Writing Voice
when you can’t find words of your own, borrow. list out a string of them that don’t make sense. precious ocean tidal arc i beg i dream i beg again feel it on your tongue: language forming, symbols budding. sometimes there are thorns sharp as cold water. — the lulls the hums of vowels twisting eventually… Continue reading from 3/16/2015: channeled meditation for finding poems/words/songs
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.)