On First Reading the Geologist’s Report On the Condition of the Bluff

The ice age made this.
Though something was here before.
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Change of pace: a poem

Here’s a poem I wrote this week in response to prompt: consider a flower. Fathom it deeply. Write a poem about becoming congruent.

The Crocus

The flower doesn’t know
that I don’t know anything
about the flower.

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A quick journal entry…

Some more thoughts about the relationship between fear and creation and the creative urge. Inspired by David Whyte’s “The Heart Aroused.”

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