I slipped a little last week in my great never ending effort to hold my shit together. It was a hard week, with lots of feelings–lots of emotional weather outside of myself, beyond my control. It was also the week preceding a particular monthly celebration that originates in my uterus (emotional weather inside myself, also beyond…
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There is a magic we must all learn. It has two parts. Because it is a magic we have all once had, we must first relearn it and then learn how to follow through. The magic is this: listening to what we ourselves need. It is personal intuition: our bodies tell us that we are hungry,…
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I write poems in several different ways: In a regular paper journal that travels around with me In another really thick journal that stays on my bedside table On scraps of paper/in the margins of things In various oddly titled Google docs on my phone or iPad In a Word document appropriately titled (least…
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This weekend I visited an awesome papermaking/letterpress studio some dear friends have set up near Ithaca. I traveled there to collaborate on an art book. I wrote the poem. I think this is the first time I’ve collaborated with this many people on an idea of my own. We looked very seriously at every choice–turning…
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