Reminded of my first teacher: Iowa’s Land. My first political foray: fighting to save wetland. Where I went to recover: the forest. The land teaches of justice, of hope, of ways of knowing beyond the confined narrow focus of our modern world. I miss nature: small patches of forest, paths along the lakes, the wetlands,… Continue reading My First Teacher: Iowa’s Land (Short Essay)
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National Poetry Month: Octopoem
This was from a prompt given on Legendfire Writing Forum. Prompt was to write an Octopoem. Directions here. The fractal I created in Chaotica rather than my usual Apophysis 7.x program. Embers Scorching blue embers Straddles fall leaves Inside a small, thirsty forest Then a screeching sand-storm Sears and ignites the forest’s undergarments It cavorts… Continue reading National Poetry Month: Octopoem
Facing the Truth
I sunk into the soft blue cushions on Toni’s sofa, my left leg crossed under me and my right stretched out toward the shag carpet. Her brown eyes held a bit of sparkle, that hint of a smile that reached down to the edges of her lips. “If you could do anything, what would you… Continue reading Facing the Truth
Reshaping Reality 