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saturated in amore [a moment of logos in the life of a wandering heart]

ByKymberlee

your three to my one the amber and the red twenty five cents and a vibrating tilt-a-whirl you spoke of carnivals and dark, dusty paths that lead to where we need to be (to peeking behind the boards where darts come towards our hearts) popcorn with truffle oil meaningless meetings and Hoffa screwing and killing…

bricolage project day 1 [nameless]
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bricolage project day 1 [nameless]

ByKymberlee

It’s been a minute since I’ve written on this blog, chief among them graduate school at Antioch University Seattle.  I’ll be finished soon and my thesis is done.  Done.  It won’t be long before I have a piece of paper that says MAEd. It’s hard to believe, to be honest.  It’s been a long and…

bricolage project day 22 [world]
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bricolage project day 22 [world]

ByKymberlee

“has materiality and thus dimension” The randomly-chosen word of the day is world from Stand Still Like the Hummingbird by Henry Miller.  I’m going to offer the entire paragraph that it came from because it’s so fantastic.  It will serve nicely as today’s quote: Frankly, if we must play with this idea of saving the…

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with flaming swords

ByKymberlee

Qasida of the Woman Prone by Federico Garcia Lorca To see you naked is to remember the Earth, the smooth Earth, clean of horses, the Earth without reeds, pure form, closed to the future, confine of silver. To see you naked is to understand the desire of rain that looks for the delicate waist, or…