• Returning

    Returning

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    These past few years have been a lot, haven’t they? I have found myself struggling to come up with the words to meet the moment we are living in. I have struggled to find the clarity to extend myself further outward. I have been recovering from physical illness and doing my best to care for […]

  • Creating Daily Rituals

    Creating Daily Rituals

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    There are so many ways to create rituals in our lives. We might engage in formal practices that shape our day to day lives, like making a cup of tea and sitting on our meditation cushion to engage with the world from a place of grounded presence. My personal relationship with ritual shifts over time, […]

  • Planting Seeds

    Planting Seeds

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    In the dark of this Covid winter, I have been feeling the deep need we all have for connection. For the past year, being in deep relationship with the Earth (and a few very good friends!) has been the balm that has soothed my loneliness and fear, my anxieties about what lay ahead. If I […]

  • New Class Offering: Caring for Ourselves in the Dark Seasons

    New Class Offering: Caring for Ourselves in the Dark Seasons

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    Saturday, September 26 1pm-5pmSanctuary Healing Gardens, Scarborough ME 2020 has been a year full of unprecedented stress and anxiety. Our nervous systems have been stretched to their capacities. We have been basking in the sunlight for the past five months, but as we move into the dark seasons, we are bound to be feeling the […]

  • Against Returning to Normal

    Against Returning to Normal

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    As our country begins to ease restrictions on closures related to the pandemic, the streets are filling with protests against police brutality and the normal state of our union that is white supremacy. The rage is huge and it is justified. There’s a whole segment of our culture who uses the language of freedom to […]

  • Inspiration in the Dark

    Inspiration in the Dark

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    Since Imbolc, I have been feeling the shift of light and dark intensely both inside my body/mind and in the outside world. I saw bluebirds out scouting for nesting spots on Monday. The chickens have started laying eggs again, and I am remembering images of summer. Today I saw two birds land on the telephone […]

  • On Authenticity in Practice

    On Authenticity in Practice

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    This past week, I gave a talk to my colleagues at the College of Pharmacy at the University of New England to be considered to join the department as an adjunct faculty member. While pondering my talk, I struggled to think about how best to present myself to a room full of scientists, since I […]

  • The garden in a time of uncertainty

    The garden in a time of uncertainty

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    This has been one of the strangest gardening seasons I have had. We have had a long, slow beginning to the growing season with glimpses of sun, but then lots of rain and cool temperatures. The plants are enjoying all the water after last year’s droughty summer–everything is quite green and lush. The weedy plants […]

  • On Coming Home: an update

    On Coming Home: an update

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    These past few years have been rough ones. So many people I know have made major life transitions, lost dear ones, confronted the realities of chronic illness, moved into the unknown. On the larger scale, we are living in a world that is stressed and wounded because of the ways that we humans have exploited […]

  • Moving through Shadow

    Moving through Shadow

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    It seemed that I was incapable of putting things into words in 2016. I wrote only the papers that I had to submit for professional purposes. I wrote no poems. I answered emails so sporadically that I’m sure people must have thought I disappeared. I wrote in my journal but twice. This space sat empty, […]

  • A New Season

    A New Season

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    photo by Sueyeun Juliette Lee, April 2015 It has been a long time since I’ve updated. Life is so much different this year. I promise I am coming back. I promise to put some life back into this site. After I get back from my big trip abroad next week. I want to write about […]

  • Summer in the Garden

    Summer in the Garden

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    I realized the other day that I hadn’t posted since June. It’s summer in Maine, and the last thing that I want to do on a beautiful day is sit inside, so I thought that in lieu of a long blog post, I’d instead share some photographs that illustrate the summer so far. While it’s […]

  • Supporting Wholeness: Flower Essences for Emotional and Spiritual Wellness

    Supporting Wholeness: Flower Essences for Emotional and Spiritual Wellness

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    Please join me on Wednesday, June 17 from 5:30-6:30 at the Portland Food Co-op for this talk on flower essences and how they can support our emotional and spiritual wellness. Class size is limited, so please sign up early!

  • Upcoming classes!

    Upcoming classes!

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    The spring has swept me up in its sudden bursting, but now that I’ve got most of the gardens planted and the humidity is contributing to a slower pace, I can find my thoughts again. There’s just been so much to keep up with–like the Solomon’s Seal that sprouted from nubs barely poking through the […]

  • Celebrating Spring

    Celebrating Spring

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    While it may seem like spring will never come for those of us buried this winter under 6+ feet of snow, the earth is doing what it always does this time of year–it is thawing. The maple sap has started to flow; the birds are chattering in the bright sun of the morning; the squirrels […]

  • Another way to connect

    Another way to connect

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    Well, I’ve gone and done it. I made a facebook page for Delicious Ginger so that people can find classes and other events I’m hosting more easily. If you’re on facebook and want to check out my new little page, please say hello here: https://www.facebook.com/deliciousgingerherbals I think that a lot of new things are going […]

  • Imbolc Light: Spiraling Out

    Imbolc Light: Spiraling Out

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    Today, I began the day with dance. The sun was bright outside and the energy in the room felt like spring to me. The set moved me to open up and reach upward, toward the sun, toward the cloudless sky, toward the emergence of spring. Though there are 8 foot piles of snow all around […]

  • Announcing: Walk Your Edge–A Six-Month Journey of Earth Connection

    Announcing: Walk Your Edge–A Six-Month Journey of Earth Connection

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    One Saturday per month * May – October 2015 (May 2, June 20, July 18, August 1, September 12, October 31) 10am-6pm meeting in Portland ME fee $600 : sliding scale work-trade & time dollars are options; payment plan available Many of us have been working for years to make big changes in our hearts […]

  • Listening to the Call

    Listening to the Call

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    For most of my life, I have second-guessed myself, stood back to observe, avoided anything that might expose my lack of skills/knowledge/intelligence. I have taken the back seat, fumbled for words when asked to speak my mind, and generally been afraid of failing. Since 2013, I have been deeply asking what my true purpose here […]

  • Holiday Sale at Justice in the Body, 12/14/14, 12-6pm

    Holiday Sale at Justice in the Body, 12/14/14, 12-6pm

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    This Sunday, from 12-6pm, I’ll be selling my wares at the Justice in the Body holiday sale. Here’s some information about that event: https://www.facebook.com/events/1565119927053646/ http://www.justiceinthebody.com/ We’re doing out thing at the same time as Picnic, but we’ll have lots of holistic bath and body products, herbal teas and tinctures, flower essences, salt blends and infused […]

  • Herbs to soothe our collective grief

    Herbs to soothe our collective grief

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    On this day of Thanksgiving in America, there are a lot of people in pain. There are people who do not have homes, people who have lost their children to police violence, people whose lives have been torn apart by sexual violence, people who are angry and have many good reasons to feel rage. We […]

  • Chronic illness and desire

    Chronic illness and desire

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    I’ll be honest–I’ve been thinking a lot about sex lately…what I want, how I wish it were easier to come by, and mostly how it’s been a long time. It feels like I have been waiting forever to find the kind of pleasure I’m looking for, but the truth is that illness has been my […]

  • Honoring our ancestors

    Honoring our ancestors

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    Outside tonight, a cold rain is falling, and we are likely to get our first hard freeze of the season. It seems fitting, given that we are moving rapidly from the upward, outward energy of summer to the inward, downward energy of winter. It is a time of reflection and conserving our energy. It is […]

  • Strange anniversaries, or what happens when your world is blown apart

    Strange anniversaries, or what happens when your world is blown apart

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    When you are at the beginning of a journey, there’s just no way to know what it will look like when you arrive.  As I reflect upon the journey/vision quest I’ve been on this past year, I had no concept for how I would be different or how I would know that I had, indeed, […]

  • Some medicinal plants for the permaculture garden

    Some medicinal plants for the permaculture garden

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    In preparation for tomorrow’s talk, and as a way to ease my anxiety about teaching (see my earlier post), I thought I’d use a mode of communication that feels more comfortable to explore a few of the plants that we’ll be discussing tomorrow morning.  There are so many spectacular medicinal plants that have multiple functions […]

  • On teaching, self-doubt & knowledge

    On teaching, self-doubt & knowledge

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    Tomorrow morning, I will be in Unity, Maine at the Northeast Permaculture Convergence, which should be really fun.  After the session I’m co-teaching, that is. My friend Mischa Schuler and I will be giving a session on Medicinal Plants for the Permaculture Garden–it’s my first time teaching at the Convergence.  Mischa finished her permaculture design […]

  • On Becoming a Radical Homemaker

    On Becoming a Radical Homemaker

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    This morning when I woke at 5:30, instead of going back to bed and trying to ignore the cat asking for attention, I picked up a book that had been languishing on the bottom of my library book pile for a few months.  (It’s bad when you’re a librarian and can renew as many times […]

  • Healing through Story

    Healing through Story

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    It has been a great pleasure to be a guest blogger over at the Herbstalk blog. My last post on “Healing through Story” reflects on how healing just the listening can be in a consultation.  I love supporting clients in seeing new ways to view their current experience of illness, and hearing people’s stories is […]

  • Check out Herbstalk this June

    Check out Herbstalk this June

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    I am so grateful to have a blog post up today over at the Herbstalk blog: http://herbstalk.org/2014/04/seeing-through-the-eyes-of-the-client/ And if you haven’t gotten your tickets to Herbstalk, you should do it now.  The two day event is a great celebration of herbalism in an urban space, and it is very accessible in cost.  http://herbstalk.org/buy-tickets/  There are […]

  • Diving deep into embodiment

    Diving deep into embodiment

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    Any moment can begin a deep opening that leads you much further than you would ever have imagined possible.  There have been so many of those moments in my life–those gateways when a door that had been locking a vault suddenly slides open and you move into a completely new life, or at least what […]

  • Letter to myself at 7

    Letter to myself at 7

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    I have been going through old journals, where I’ve scrawled hundreds of poems and scraps of thought, trying to gather work to create a cohesive manuscript.  It has been an interesting process of re-experiencing all of the stuck places that never seem to get unstuck (and so many that have moved on completely, revealing stunning […]

  • Awakening the erotic

    Awakening the erotic

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    For many years, I have created small shrines and altars on every free surface in my house.  I collect things like driftwood and heart-shaped stones to remind me of my connection with the all-encompassing life force of the earth.  So it was a natural thing to create this small altar in the front of the […]

  • Manifesting vision

    Manifesting vision

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    About a month ago, while spending time with a friend, doing what I do instinctively–offering plant medicine when I feel called to share it–a realization (an affirmation, really) came into my mind.  “You are here to help heal people’s hearts.”         –What? Me? Casually stated, this certainly could be construed as an overactive ego–who are you […]

  • And so we begin again

    And so we begin again

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    This time last year, I was beginning a week-long meditation retreat.  As I look back at that time, I can see the rapid decline of my health that was to come shortly thereafter.  The space of that retreat also mirrored the space that was soon to come to fruition in my life.  In that retreat, […]

  • HUMIRA, or, my choiceless choice

    HUMIRA, or, my choiceless choice

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    I sat in the nurse practitioner’s office knowing that the results of my colonscopy were not going to be good.  I had been vaguely conscious toward the end of the procedure, and heard the doctor comment that he wanted her to see these results, that the inflammation was bad.  I didn’t remember much of this […]

  • In the Retelling: Healing through Story

    In the Retelling: Healing through Story

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    I notice myself telling the story again and again: “I was really sick this summer.  I lost 20 pounds in about a week.”  I don’t say it to be dramatic.  I am not looking for some kind of pity or even sympathy.  After hearing this come out of my mouth over and over, and being […]

  • Letting go of self hatred

    Letting go of self hatred

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    Sometimes, we are wise enough to recognize when life is handing us something to free us of long-held patterns.  Sometimes, we circle around for years only to find ourselves where we started, at which point, we walk the same path until we have found what we need there and are ready to walk in a […]

  • Mud, buds, and connection

    Mud, buds, and connection

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    Awaiting the budding of trees, boots caked with dried mud from the last woods walk to see what was sprouting, I sit inside remembering the feeling of summer on my skin.  Early in the morning, the birds are lively outside, their songs pulling me out of sleep.  The tree outside my office is showing the […]

  • Awaiting the Return of Spring

    Awaiting the Return of Spring

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    Through the snow, the slush, and the grey skies, our bodies are attuning to the flowing sap, the mud softening under our feet, and the flashy promise of spring’s return.  It’s hard to see through the 5 foot snow banks, ground blanketed in soft, white snow, but it’s there, calling.  The robins feel it, the […]

  • Late January walk

    Late January walk

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    The crows were raucous as I walked through the woods this afternoon, feeling the cold on my face and the sun warming me through my coat.  It was warmer than it has been in days, but when I walked on the leaves in the woods, trying to follow the sound of the crows, my crackling […]

  • Turning inward, turning 40, and the outward spiral

    Turning inward, turning 40, and the outward spiral

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    In many ways, the last year has been a deep inward turning to sort out just what I wanted and needed, and how I imagined my life going forward.  From what I can tell, many of my friends and peers were doing the same thing. My introspection often led me to thoughts of mortality as […]

  • Seasonal shifts, winds of change, and the big transition

    Seasonal shifts, winds of change, and the big transition

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    This week, with the arrival of (first) Hurricane Sandy, Samhain, and then the Day of the Dead, we are being thrust into the darkest time of the year when the light wanes and the days grow shorter and shorter. It is a time for going inward, for sorting out what is working for us and […]

  • Riot of Spring

    Riot of Spring

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    When last I posted, it was the dead of winter–grey some days, bright others, but the days were short and the darkness long.  Now, the days are nearing their longest, and while the sun still alternates heartily with rain, we are beginning to see the summer’s color and blooms begin. The birds are singing and […]

  • Water Dragon

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    1.23.12 Your water dragon .           has delivered   its liquid haul,     fluid and warm against a stark white set– the dusky cemetery .                  a perfect backdrop, shrouded .                  in mist–

  • State of the water

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    After last night’s state of the union speech, I was pulled to compose this piece. Thanks, Mr. President. ___________________________________________________________________ 1.24.12 Our waters are strong our shores ready for jobs we pledge to open our waters for more drilling, .     more spoilage, .     more fire, .     more chemical dumping– we pledge to make Sunoco and Exxon, […]

  • Backlog

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    I have been a bit behind in posting.  I hope you have had a good week! Here are the newest water poems: 1.17.12 Each day, my twitter feed lists dramatic weather, pleas for snow, concern about our lack of winter. Each day, I look out the window to analyse cloud formations. Each day, the sky […]

  • Another day

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    1.16.12 water, kettle on, hot water, tea soak beans, mix yeast and water, wait wash hands, rinse dishes tea, shower, flush toilet, wash hands fill kettle, wash dishes clean counter, wash sink, fill sink soak mushroom bag, water dripping, drain sink heat kettle, make tea, drink water mist rosemary,  boil beans drink water, heat kettle, […]

  • Low tide

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    1.15.12 Sea gulls huddle on icy shores during low tide, pearls in the sandy flats—- ice rafts float at high tide, the bay frozen at the edges in today’s single digits—- we sing songs to water and ask for forgiveness—-

  • Brilliant pool

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    1.14.12 Sun glints across convergence of snow and rain, ice coating head stones, creating brilliant pools of light.  “I will wake the dead with my walking,” she said. Crust skitters across smooth dips, traveling from her feet.

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    1.13.12 parking ban ice covered snow walk up hill water pools ice rink small city wind abates down hill moon shining clear dark snow glitter perfect sledding  

  • Just add water

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    1.12.12 Just add water and stir. You will be tranformed into a venture capitalist who believes that corporations are people, who has made millions laying off workers who were not performing to your high expectations. The ingredients of this mix are proprietary, but you, too, could invent your own formula. Just add water, stir. You […]

  • Missing

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    1.11.12 Today, divers searched the icy Kennebec River for a missing toddler.  “You never know what you will find there,” said a man involved in the diving operation. “I have seen all kinds of things.” Grief lies just under the surface,        the story familiar, yet we are continually shocked into daze by news reports, in-depth […]

  • Vapor

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    1.10.12 The windows shrouded in condensation, soup cooking for hours.  Later, water pools on the sills, mold forms black networks along the edges. We breathe in and out, examining the growth.

  • Breaking

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    1.9.12 They say “breaking” .                       though it is difficult to imagine .               molecules tearing asunder .                       the form no longer holding– perhaps it is more like “pouring” .                             or “freeing itself”– .                  this is like nothing you have experienced a confused signal where “this” could .               easily be “that”– then, as if it were the […]

  • Sacred water

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    1.8.12 How our waters    flow     into one another the breathless “yes” of convergence when   all that is   sacred    coalesces   into a meeting at a river– We arrive     with a sense of     singularity but the water    lapping rocks   shows us the flaws in our logic games– This    breath,    this    river one–this moment   punctuated yet completely […]

  • Saturday water

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    1.7.12 The moon’s influence on the tides is widely understood. Our bodies, water, ebb and flow throughout the month.  Women speak of their “moon” when referencing menstruation.  The dark of the moon is considered the ideal time to go inward, allowing the body’s waters to flow unimpeded. Tonight, the dishes in the sink, water running […]

  • January Fun-a-Day project

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    I have been horribly absent since last fall, and I am aiming to repopulate this space with posts over the coming year.  I have resolved to finally show up to myself as a writer.  For years, I have lamented the fact that I can’t seem to make space in my life for writing, and finally, […]

  • Occupying sacred space

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    It has been a busy summer, one which I have meant to write about here, but it never quite happened.  I had hoped to share some of the things I have been preserving, about making flower essences and tea blends, about getting my permaculture design certificate and embarking on an advanced herbalist training this year, […]

  • Poems of the sexual revolution

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    While I haven’t been writing much about writing here, I have been working on a series of new poems. As with many of my projects, I am lifting language from a book I’ve been carrying around for years, just waiting for the right moment to call some poems into being. The book is Sexual Honesty […]

  • Magic in the woodlands

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    This morning, the sun was shining and the air was warm. It felt like spring after yesterday’s snow/rain extravaganza. I was grateful for the bright, clear day and looking forward to a foraging trip along a marsh in Scarborough. It has been a while since I worked my plant identification muscles, and I couldn’t wait […]

  • The new Congress and their radical anti-woman agenda

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    Yesterday, I took leave from work a little early to enjoy the sunshine and 40+ degree temperatures. I also needed to take some time away from my computer, which kept bringing me news of the anti-woman agenda of the United States House. I walked toward the little patch of woods near my house through deep […]

  • the slow melt

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    Today, the sun is shining and the sky is painted with a soft blue palette that has been obscured by clouds for days. Yesterday, snow fell in large, fluffy conglomerations that stuck to surfaces and created slick sheets of ice. As I was out walking this week, noting the beauty of ice crystals on the […]

  • 38 Years of Roe v. Wade

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    Today marks the anniversary of Roe v. Wade, when women gained the right to safe, legal abortion in this country. 38 years ago this month, I was born. It has always meant a lot to me that I was born in the month that Roe v. Wade changed women’s history in the United States. Choice […]

  • LePage, Martin Luther King Day reflection

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    This morning, MPBN reported that Maine’s governor LePage asked citizens to reflect on the shootings in Arizona on MLK Day. He stated that no politician pulled the trigger, and that political rhetoric was not the cause of the shooting. He asked that Mainers reflect on how this level of anger and violence happened, and suggested […]

  • Quiet reflection/gazing forward

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    The wind roars in the trees around my house. The light is beginning to dim; its orange glaze covering only the tops of the pines and maples now. Earlier, as I sat bundled up with William Powers’ book 12×12, I found myself reflecting on this place I have begun to settle into. I know the […]

  • Elegy for Bill

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    First light of dawn .                            hill sides ablaze his farm hands move to the rhythm of           sun and moon pictures of oilspillwildlifeincompetence .                          superseded by the next new tragedy by lamplight and coffee cup .               checks written,             bills sealed .                                                smell of newly-mown hay stories like this                          told in fragments .             our minds .      too […]

  • Postcards to water

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    I have, once again, been participating in the August poetry postcard project, which has been a good way to get back in the swing of writing after a long separation.   As I’ve looked back at many of these poems, I see the theme of water emerging, and am reminded of the poems I wrote years […]

  • Unpacking boxes, uncovering poems

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    It has been a long time since I have written, partially due to the fact that I spent the majority of April and May figuring out, and preparing for, my recent move to Portland.  I started my new job this past week, and have been unpacking the last of my boxes in between trying to […]

  • Springing open

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    .             The color of     bursting .      our seams    splitting open  with the convergence                     of   refusal .         flexible entry— .             Before us,                               becomes .       the passageway for       ambivalent     misunderstanding Childhood  telephone  games .                                     no longer serving their functional authority— ___________________________________ a pipe-bursting pool of .                             possibility  flows  into  this .      dark alley,                lighting up    the  sky […]

  • Hot off the presses!

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    I just got three lovely author’s copies of the journal Anything Anymore Anywhere (from Edinburgh, Scotland) in the mail!   I encourage you, too, to pick up a copy.   It’s quite lovely (and I’m not just saying that because they published my work)!  Some of my pieces from “Pressure of Bodies” appear in this issue. […]

  • Daily practice

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    A few of my new poems written throughout my day: Here,          we call “conversation” .                      glare                 glance                 glaze over .          conventions    of    conflict .                     go between lines              and find with no resolution .                            unyielding           unlonged-for ______________________________ Wince     hollow     echo     bloom .            these   brief    pauses when   thought   dissipates   into   sound We ought to just— .                                 […]

  • Work in it

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    I have really been enjoying the practice of writing a few lines scattered throughout my day.  It has enlivened my sense of productivity, both in poetry and work, I think. Here are a few of my working-girl poems: Arranged by volumes .                    of water                  ways                      through tension                accentuated          by          sunlight .         Inclement     anticipation all     salt   […]

  • Inspiration

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    I have been in a serious creative slump for a while now.  I try to tell myself it’s all part of my process, which it is, but that ends up feeling a little disappointing.  I want to be writing, painting, creating.  I want to be expending my creative juices on more than just tweaking my […]

  • Remembering Don Belton (1956-2009)

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    Early in the day yesterday, I got news of Don Belton’s brutal murder, and ever since then, I have been struggling to integrate this knowledge into my heart and mind. While we were not close friends, he is someone who touched my heart in a very deep way over the course of many years. I […]

  • Poems for meditators, final installment

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    Dear Sarah, Cells of my sky and lungs I breathe in self and other, division, duality,        and I breathe out the union, reunion with all-spirit — rays of light mingle with exhalation– we, as one, sigh our greeting of recognition, inspiring a smile and a soft, broken heart– _____________________ Dear Andrea, Our hearts, like tea […]

  • Poetry and meditation, 4

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    Only 4 more cards to go.  Here are the penultimate poems: Dear Peter, Sometimes, we must walk along a dark path to find light– sometimes, solitude fills the gaps,       requires that we empty before we fill– we expand and contract, sing or wail, find ways to be peaceful in struggle–we are brave and strong     together  […]

  • Poetry and meditation, part three

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    I have been slow to send these out, but here are the latest group: Dear Diane, Sometimes we stay through uncertainty, our bodies breaking open, hearts afraid– Sometimes we find the right questions, satisfying answers– Sometimes, we just sit, full of heat and sadness, fear pushing against walls– _________________________________ Dear Randy, The quick flap of […]

  • Poems for meditators, part two

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    Dear Liesbet, How we find                                 or make meaning    —    how we fill or fulfill — what cost or what loss,      how the heart expands and contracts when we say   “yes”  or   “no”  — filter the residue, magnify the results _________________ Dear Marino, How do we doubt connection— expansion— fullness— How do we doubt “thank you”    […]

  • Poems for meditators

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    Last weekend, I finished a significant weekend meditation retreat, and during the celebration afterward, we were all given the opportunity to present something as an offering to the group.  I read a few poems, but my real offering was the promise of a poem to each person in the room in the form of a […]

  • re-vision-ing

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    I have been thinking a lot lately about what makes a good blog (mostly because of our new work blog, which I’ve been maintaining), and I realized that I wouldn’t want to read this one very much because there’s usually nothing happening. I know that there’s very little happening here because I’ve been thinking about […]

  • Collaborative ventures

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    I have been thinking a lot about collaboration lately, in part as a way to justify my thieving of others’ language, but also as a practical phenomenon. I have always enjoyed working with other artists and writers to stretch my own comfort zone, to rejuvenate my practice of writing and art-making, and to get to […]

  • Each moment, a work of art

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    I returned yesterday from a furious week of work at the George Nakashima shop in New Hope, PA, an unexpected position that came at the right time for me. I left feeling inspired once again to do the work that pays my bills, and because of the Nakashimas’ generosity in allowing me to stay in […]

  • Help Keep Giovanni’s Room Alive

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    from Edwin Hermance, owner of Giovanni’s Room Bookstore Giovanni’s Room, the oldest independent LGBT bookstore in the United States today, needs your help and support to survive. Our 12th St. wall, which is structurally unsound, must be taken down and rebuilt from the ground up; construction will begin by sometime in August. The cost of […]

  • A new series

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    This is one of a series of new poems I’ve been working on. This control,         this push away— difficult to say       how the flush         of her face shaded her eyes— Sunlight through thick cloudsinvites those urges of passion     this glass creating     a sunset, a fire— each struggle, a line,each blade, an […]

  • Reading at Chapterhouse

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    If you are in Philadelphia on December 13, please come hear me read at the Chapter&Verse series (Chapterhouse Gallery and Cafe, 620 S. 9th Street). The reading starts at 8pm. I will be reading with Laura Jaramillo and Brandon Holmquest. http://chapterhousereadings.blogspot.com/ Hope to see you there!

  • Final installment of the poetry postcards

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    August 20: Dear Colleen– What do we cut–these arteries of attachment,this sorrow–the empty space betweenwords and breathprovides the path of navigation–the hollow anxiety of unknowing– August 21: Dear Laura– the trick is holding two things at once–this balance of sadnessand joy, this want andthis acceptance–how to live in one place– August 22: Dear Adrienne– The […]

  • Postcards, third installment

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    August 13: Dear Amy– Reaching towardan unknown–the gapbetween here andthere– background clattershattering shadows– (image: Henri Matisse “La Musique”) August 14: Dear Carmiel, The radio tells storiesof economic downturns,of mentally-ill prisoners,of thunderstorms,of olympic triumphs,of political unrest, and I drink coffeeand eat a biscuit. (image: Masolino “Peccato originale”) August 15: Dear Christian– Is this a conversation?conversion? or […]

  • More August Poems

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    Here are the next few poems I’ve sent away: August 10: Dear Mary– A day of decisionsand indecision–drinking inthe overwhelming sky–cool morning, perfect shininggreen surrounds–plucking away the unnecessarythat crowds the rootsof knowing– (image: hand printed postcard–woman with flowers) August 11: Dear Laura– Thursday night, the orangeand purple sky filledmy eyes with tears, myheart with longing–these […]

  • August Poetry Postcard Fest

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    I am participating in a mail-poetry project this month, and thought I would share some of the little poems I am sending away. Some of the poems refer to images on the cards, so at the bottom of the poem, I have included a note about what was on the front of the card. I […]

  • PhillySound featured on FANZINE

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    Check it out: A wonderful poetry feature by Thom Donovan with work by eleven poets in Philly (including me). I am honored and delighted to be featured with such wonderful people, such good and inspiring writers. Here it is. http://thefanzine.com/articles/poetry/254/phillysound_poets/1

  • Reading at Robin’s books

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    Please come hear me read on Tuesday, June 24th, 6pm, at Robin’s Books.I will be reading with poet Michele Belluomini. Follow this link for more details: http://www.robinsbookstore.com/events/062408.html

  • You are invited….

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    Art, words, music and more– Reclaiming our bodies and our lives. I hope you can join us.

  • trans-gression arts festival

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    Multi-disciplinary Arts FestivalPromises to Bend, Blend, and Break Gender Expectations Opening Reception, Sunday May 4, 4-6PM Da Vinci Art Alliance704 Catherine Street, Philadelphia, PA 19147May 4 – May 30, 2008GALLERY HOURS: May 7th – 30thWednesday 12-4PM & 6-8PMThursday – Sunday 12-4PM featuring artists: Tally Brennan, Deborah Caiola, Heather Marie Davis-Jones, Justin DeForest, Susan DiPronio, Laureen […]

  • re-writing old texts

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    Since I’m pretty much never happy with what I write after it sits around for a while, I have been re-writing (read: creating whole new poems using only bits of the old) a series of old works. Though they began as a serial poem, the new incarnations are probably more likely to be stand-alone pieces […]

  • on spring

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    lines cut against sparkling sky dark breaks blue light breaks through shadow

  • some new snippets of poems (lines don’t really break like this)

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    This line exists                        between handshakes                            and infinity a circle drawntwelve degrees walking,          or a horse, backwards create a boundary between is and             will be ************* we begin with contention this picking apart the edges if this point were movement this motion, a subtle shift if the line between drifts away you walk backward into a […]

  • On Bali, climate catastrophe

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    standing at the precipicelooking over, we sigh, (these words spoken so many times before) disappearance: ice bears birds dolphins diversity fish frogs food clean air water peace We are not doing enough. We stand at the edge of ice, the edge of prairie, the edge of forest.We are watching as the storm comes to overwhelm […]

  • more “Loose the Stays”

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    Since there was some interest in these poems, I figured I’d post a few more. I do not have images of all of the poems, which is something I need to work on. Anyway, enjoy. And thanks for reading.

  • an old project, revisited

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    This is one of about twenty poems I did using Susan Brownmiller’s book Femininity as the ground for a new narrative. They are tenatively titled “Loose the Stays”, but since the format is odd, I haven’t really published them. I have been trying to figure out how to make them work in print. Currently, I […]

  • new suitcase poems

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    11. Keys lost [—-] ago–edges fray, you mend summer of building— how it all comes a — partthat parting finality it echoed silentcold——- Nothing in the right placewalls patterned wildlyshe—-once blonde It—all—lost—here we pack essence,this entering 12. I will draw the case aroundtake you to meet mother—father nodding approval Your name resonnates blanknessa blank look […]