Collaborating with the Muses to inspire, create, and illuminate
The collaboration continues. Thank you again, Tom Darin Liskey, for your photographic inspiration. VI. What I Gave Up for Lent I'm not even Catholic, but this year everyone is catholic (small c), letting go of ideas, things, gods (small g). I could not decide what to let go for Lent, so it was decided for …
It's my pleasure to continue this collaboration with Tom Darin Liskey with my reflections on these two stunning images from his lens. I welcome you to share your responses to his art in the comments below. IV. Wanderer Who knew a Monarch might be free to leave land, fly beyond borders, rule above rulers, past …
My photographer-writer friend Tom and I have been batting around the idea of an artistic collaboration for quite some time now. With the onset of externally imposed limitations of movement, there are no more excuses, and only time to sit down and put this art out there in the world. Over a series of posts in …
How do poets respond to a global crisis? Some friends and I got together (virtually) this week to answer that very question. Turns out poets do in a crisis what they do most times: They write, of course... and read, and think deep thoughts, and listen to jazz greats, all from a safely introspective distance. …
That time the second largest word – Hate – slammed clumsy sideways into that forgotten box of once-essentials left for dust in the corner next to the attic stairs. Physics and nature and chance being what they are, end over tip goes the box, and what should roll bounce flop out but the Mother of …
After taking a bit of a leave of absence, it is good to dip my toe back in the writing waters today with the folks over at Literary Life. This brief essay touches on what it has meant for me to share my home with a writer... and the many characters in his books. After …
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It's all so messy - pine needles, tinsel, glass balls shattered, peace on earth *** Dark waiting: we make our own magic
WISH LIST Never wrote to Santa – never had to. I had my mom, and the Sears Wish Book fat and jolly and flipped flat open to toys and dolls, bicycles and skate boards. Mom never had to ask what I wanted – bent back corners made it clear along with penned arrows and asterisks. …
A PRAYER FOR THE DISILLUSIONED IDEALIST, the earthbound acrobat whose grip failed to close at the reach, and in failing fell below the beginning. May this new view give grounding as grace. Let unexpected friendships replace pseudo-saviors – and false expectations yield to merciful humility – for Your Name’s sake Amen ***** Photo by Steve Halama on Unsplash
Prayer For An Offended World where no one is left who in truth can say, “How could you?” with authority, without a trace of irony. Return to us our shock and shame. Relieve us of our need to blame. Receive our sacrifice of self. Let us begin again. Amen. ***** Photo by Cristian Newman on Unsplash
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