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keening
there they flit across the stage those dancers i always wanted to be degas is calling across the years but he has painted out the pain the ugliness of the feet in satin slippers they make you forget, the satin shoes that covers a multitude of callouses built up over years blunting the pain of […]
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Mystery
i am swept up in graceNo longer myself but a vision I once hadbriefly a flash of light you created anewthe stars knowas does all of creation that you move among us soundlessly the gardener in his garden pronouncing everything goodyou are the artist painting rainbows across the sky the blue jay brushes against the […] Continue reading
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Quotations on Fascism
“The liberty of a democracy is not safe if the people tolerate the growth of private power to a point where it becomes stronger than the democratic state itself. That in its essence is fascism: ownership of government by an individual, by a group, or any controlling private power.” Franklin D. Roosevelt “Are you […] Continue reading
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Gratitude
I have been so grateful for the kindness of people this week in the comments and support they have left on my posts. “There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed,” Hemingway once said. It take a lot of courage to bleed and see how the world responds […] Continue reading
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you death
you listened to music while I died drowning in tears night after night you impassive hard as the rocks you dug from the garden but never removed we piled them up, a cairn for my soul then there were the vegetables that did not grow I saw the signs how everything that comes into contact […] Continue reading
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spirit and decline
beautiful, like the northern lights not long for this world, weaving and undulating in the night we danced each moment a memory as the realest things are, pouring through my fingers liquid fire and ice a light in the darkness, a candle flickering, green and yellow wanagi wacipi I would follow the lighted pathway, if […] Continue reading
About Me
poet, diarist, writer, teacher, woman, fragile, strong, northern life is my domicile, my barbaric yawp exudes against the tide
Diary of an American 