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conversing with a cowpoke.

January 31, 2017

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Patti Smith is my philosophical cowpoke.  She appears in my drifting dreams; dialogue with her occurs  while I sleep.  Much like the “mysterious cowpoke [who] chanced upon in a dream to determine the course of the rock poet’s memoir, M Train,” Patti Smith reminds me, much like her cowpoke does, that “it’s not easy writing […]

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my own conversation with warhol.

January 25, 2017

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i like my alone time.  serene solitude.  quiet moments where i can manifest and ponder.  however, sometimes in my restful respite the odd lad or lass pops in to offer his or her companionship.  he’s an artist or she’s a muso.  he’s a pop culture icon or she’s a rock legend.  i seem to appreciate […]

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who is your hadley?

March 26, 2016

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You would think that with the passage of time, not being with you or hearing from you, you would fade away, but no, you are as much with me now as you were then.
Hemingway to his Hadley.

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crazy heart.

March 11, 2015

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i aspire to be a writer.  i suppose i am a writer.  i am committed to sharing stories; telling stories.  literary vulnerability from my brain to your eyes.  to read.  to digest.  to digress.  it seems though that through my own reading — and research — i often come across a poet or a writer […]

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yesteryear’s goodbye.

March 4, 2014

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note to reader: twas the serene, authentic prose authored by bryonie wise that compelled me to write my own yesteryear goodbye.   “I have learned that if you must leave a place that you have lived in and loved and where all your yesteryears are buried deep, leave it any way except a slow way, […]

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emotional excess.

November 20, 2013

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“something is always born of excess: great art was born of great terrors, great loneliness, great inhibitions, instabilities, and it always balances them.” -anais nin anais nin continues to be a saving grace for me.  her profound wisdom somewhat like a bucket of ice water splashed onto my face.  her words perfectly confronting and comforting. […]

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every moment is a memory.

September 28, 2013

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on memory and personal relationships joshua foer suggests that “a meaningful relationship between two people cannot sustain itself only in the present time.” i warrant this to be untrue for in some moments, the present is the only time two people have together. revel in your present company. for every moment offers a precious second […]

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the good life.

September 19, 2013

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by profession i am a development specialist.  my job requires me to be on pulse with trends, ahead of the curve in popular philanthropy.  i’m an avid notetaker.  i pulled out my notes from 2011 and flipped to a page with the header “buzz words”.  half way down the page i had recorded the following […]

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staccato burst: tro, hopp & karlek.

May 16, 2013

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loosely translated, tro, hopp & karlek means ‘believe, hope and love’ in swedish.  i saw this written on a chalkboard frame while taking delicious delight in vegan stew and laughing company in malmo.  there is something really beautiful about revisitng a place for a second time.  altough familiar, sights and tastes are still somewhat new.  […]

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staccato burst: anxiety is love’s killer.

April 1, 2013

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  may you remind yourself that deep breaths distill all anxious flutters.  may you know that all sweet successes take root in flustered failures.  may you learn that to love truly is to dive quite deeply. may you wear a life jacket when swimming in buoyant waters.  and please, may you promise no matter the strength of […]

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