Poem, snippets and essays of my life

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  • We Call   We call to each other in “fluent transparent animal.”* I might be gone from the living and this is the Bardo. We call, all the souls here with me, waiting to move on, wanting to move on. Not wanting to move on. I am not thinking about breathing for once. The others…

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  • Isfahan

    Isfahan

    I guess I know now that I will never see Isfahan. I am just too old.. I will never smell the spices in her spice market, nor will I see the weavers’ making carpets. I will never walk up the steps of the temple nor will I see or hear the minarets sing. There are…

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  • Anxiety

    I told my friend just now that I had a question for her. Here is the question. “ do you ever wake up with so much anxiety and you can’t remember who is mad at you or what you did that was wrong?”

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  • Flower Power

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  • Forest bathing

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  • vimeo.com/user22335375/download/933465781/494ac931fd Take a look at my forest

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  • Touch

    Stachy’s  Byzantina (To be read slowly word by word and with great imagination) Lambs ear but also Tree bark Rose bud Grass Moss Lichen Rock Water Dry stick Pine needles Small stones Owl pellet Tiny fern and green friend Birch bark and bird quill Acorns losing hats Walk  softly among these treasures Touch what you…

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  • Post Halloween Thoughts

    Post Halloween Thoughts   Last night was Halloween and I went to the parade in the small town where I live. I went with my two favorite friends with whom I would go anywhere particularly now. They are the most positive people and I have no idea how they do it. Sometimes it annoys me…

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  • www.nytimes.com/2023/09/04/opinion/anxiety-depression-teens.html anxiety help for kids! Back to free play!

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  • Swimming in my underwear

    Swimming in my underwear

    Last night I swam in my underwear.   Probably many people have done this in their lifetime, but I have not done this before. I wanted to swim, it was a beautiful night, and my bathing suit was upstairs and I was downstairs, so I convinced myself that my camisole looked like a bathing suit.…

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