Chicago Autumn Haiku
single leaf falling
as the “L” cleaves the dark night
(do not go gently)
single leaf falling
as the “L” cleaves the dark night
(do not go gently)
In your light I learn how to love. In your beauty, how to make poems. You dance inside my chest, where no one sees you, but sometimes I do, and that light becomes this art. ~Rumi as translated by Coleman Barks
It’s been a minute since I’ve written on this blog, chief among them graduate school at Antioch University Seattle. Â I’ll be finished soon and my thesis is done. Â Done. Â It won’t be long before I have a piece of paper that says MAEd. It’s hard to believe, to be honest. Â It’s been a long and…
moonlight on bare skin darkness revealing Eros their hearts in union
I Am Victim, Perpetrator and Rescuer Creatrix. (Yes.)
I was looking for this Joy List post from 2005 to remind me of what brings me joy and see if I’m on track. Turns out I am. Much of the things on the list I do frequently, if not every day. This is heartening. I may repost it with some additions but it’s good…
Today: periwinkle flowers painted with rain drops dance-walking for a mile with my bright pink umbrella signs of spring bursting from the cold earth deep holding and sweet play with my girl on the bus sweet compliments and loving support from dear friends Persian trance music seeing and writing with new eyes dancing and more…