Sometimes I want to be…

Sometimes I want to be my niece Caroline who’s cool and groovy, an awesome swimmer with a butterfly stroke that makes you jump up and down with joy (she’s 8!) and a growing leaf collection. Caroline loves girly things AND earthworms. She thinks slugs are a bit...

August moon

I fell asleep with a full moon beaming on my leg and I could not sleep without putting moon on paper so I wrote this in the dark by light of said moon while a fan whirled moon-air onto moon-beamed leg and I said to myself: it is good to be alive. —————— © Heidi...

Rilke, Machado and your stolen light

That flashlight you say I stole (but you had two !)—I used it last night to read Rilke under coverto the patter of rain and a clock ticking two. It shone a dim, just-full-enough moonon the baffling beauty that a lover of word and worldcan make out of being inexorably...

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