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Memo for the Next Year

When I said I believed in lightness, I wasn’t kidding.  Over and over, I return –not to escapism or fantasy or ostrich necks–but to dissolving solidity, breaking up the world’s fixity.   My holidays – as if a wild angel came reeling from the … Continue reading

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OUI/WE

OUI/WE Through New Year’s open doorsa host of voices echo, Say Yes! Back then, I was weary of Non: Don’t run down the stairs! Don’t cry! OUI! Formed in France where I broke apart and transformed, child in my belly, “I” to “we.” … Continue reading

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The New on my Sleeve

  In spite of my jaded self, wearing Ecclesiastes as a badge sewn onto velvet sleeves, I laugh. The sky knows no calendar.  It doesn’t give a whiff for New Years. But damn, those clouds, puffed sweetly across the sky … Continue reading

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ODE TO COMMON THINGS

  “Odes to Common Things.”  Pablo Neruda’s poems came to me like a boomerang.  It was a New Years’ back to basics, a reset to zero. A move away from global crises and cosmic clashes. I read them to draw … Continue reading

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2015 – Wresting with an Octopus

Trying to sum up the year?  It’s like grabbing onto an octopus. The head is small and inaccessible.  Although you may latch onto an arm, it will be slip from your grasp, in its own clever way of resisting and fighting … Continue reading

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Je Ne Regrette Rien

Regret is the theme of New Year’s. Another year has flown by, leaving us nursing our wounds and inadequacies. We are one year away from the bouncing baby closer to the old man with the beard. In thinking about why … Continue reading

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