Monday, October 09, 2006
About Me
About Me
- Name: MB
A poetry writing practice, near-daily. Write and don't look back. Break open the shell. It's harder than it looks. And it's not as hard as it seems.
The Last 10 Feathers
- River writing I
- The wind's singing
- Autumn
- Uninhabiting the body
- Festival of the Trees #4
- Inhabiting the body
- Morning light
- The flame
- One
- So far away
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10 Comments:
spectacular!
love it!!
Like well worn hieroglyphs, you have to find the Rosetta bone to tell which is which. Love the thought of a "braided stream"!!
(oooooooooooo)
Braids and bones and streams and dreams and losses... you sure pack a lot in a few simple lines. A haiku of the life journey...
like a healing balm, the river runs singing it song...lucky we are that you have listened to it given us its message...you words soothe
another goodie
i like both treatments
A recorded history in landscape. Love it.
Am really enjoying your Salmon River photos and poetry. I floated that river a couple of summers ago and it is still in my heart.
Polona and rdl, I'm glad you both enjoyed this.
Pat, the "Rosetta bone" made me laugh, thanks.
Zhoen, ooooh.
Brenda, there is so much to pack in one can't even begin to do justice. Sometimes simpler is easier that way! Thank you.
Corey, everyone needs a balm for the soul, I guess.
Floots, they're different, but related.
Michelle, it's one of the reasons I'm drawn to the haiku form, I guess. The challenge of trying to pack a universe into a few lines.
Mermaid, we are not that far from the land.
Bitterroot, thanks for stopping by. It's a memorable place, as you know.
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