Welcome to the second post featuring my grandfather's WWII letters, documents, and photos. I read several letters yesterday before selecting this one - chosen for his mention of receiving the Bronze Star and his casual and sarcastic tone in doing so and his touching closing. I would have enjoyed reading more detail about how he …
Tag: black and white photography
Early Influencers
Before Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Tik Tok, and other countless platforms that I don’t (care to) know about viewers were influenced through one screen, not multiple streams and likeability was based on talent not the number of likes or follows for the most part Women entertainers worked harder than men it’s true, they had to to …
Strolling through a Poem
In the mystical mist vision is limited but the possibilities are endless The mist whispers the promise of poets who scribble furiously and endlessly lines that give meaning to living and dying The lovers breathe it in every molecule, a thousand poetry collections every inhale, a tsunami of emotions Merging and morphing blending and believing …
Shake things Up
Shaken for several generations Longer than any of us can remember Always the same scene captivating A final shake made the globe break Familiar scene fractured predictability shattered Magic poured out into the streets Some cried over the loss of same Others rejoiced We are free! Once made, snow globes never change. Unlike the big, …
Intersection of three passions
When a hummingbird buzzed near my ear, making my hair lift during my morning meditation in the desert, I had a feeling I might be in for a special day. I was correct. I joined ten other women at a trailhead outside of Tucson yesterday morning. We hiked our way to a beautiful destination, then …
Follow your heART (essay)
Three years ago, my friend and I attended an Emerging Artist Lecture at the Phoenix Art Museum. The featured artist was Brooklyn-based contemporary artist, Arcmanoro Nile. Beyond the event invitation, neither of us knew anything about Nile, but we were excited to be out. Doing anything. We are both English teachers who had recently left …
Don’t be so UPpity
Lips adorned with Ruby Woo make a statement with their style (not their substance). They speak only polite whispers, as to not offend or draw attention to. Like words selectively spoken, at a formal dinner the correct fork is carefully chosen (without hesitation). To not know the difference between a dinner fork and a fish …
A Quiet Progression
Never underestimate the quiet ones– the same trait that hushes their tongue is their superpower in a world full of loud voices clamoring to be number one. ************* I have listened I have agreed I have nodded I have conceded I have followed I have retreated I have let others interrupt I have had enough …
Faded Paisley
A hint of a pattern mostly washed away one hanger, one shirt hand-pressed for life’s special affairs No trace of paisley the once dark black with earthtone swirls faded to gray Hundreds of tumbles endless button-ups the special occasion shirt began to fray Discarded and replaced a closet full of options for life’s endless affairs …
Sunflower Structure (audio poem)
Sunflower Structure - audio poem Your yellow gone your seeds mostly released the few that remained fascinated me Torn, I was, between wanting to pluck each one crack them open and swallow them whole or leave each shell in its protective bed perfectly secure I found you fallen from your tall sturdy stem no sign …
My Inspired Life 