while we were talking
I made this while we were talking
about your script.
your day.
life.
We’ve created so many things
together.
side-by-side.
while chatting.
[D1]
(2000 miles but still so close.)
I made this while we were talking
about your script.
your day.
life.
We’ve created so many things
together.
side-by-side.
while chatting.
[D1]
(2000 miles but still so close.)
The fierce rain pounding against my window fills me with ardour. Every drop is an act of devotion from sky to earth. Sometimes love is violent.
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…
Today’s random word, early, is from Stories for Nighttime and Some for the Day by Ben Loory. I had the good fortune of seeing Ben read in Seattle many years ago.  He was kind and generous and made a deep impression on me.  I befriended him on social media and we talked from time to time….
I realize in viewing it that she’s less the woman in the film specifically and more a composite of many women I’ve met in homeless and domestic violence shelters…
She loves her body and her breasts and delights in her own flesh and shares it with whomever is courageous enough to live their truth and stand by her in the Light.
I find it remarkable and not terribly surprising that she was an award-winning, prolific writer but isn’t widely known.