2015 | May 3 | 19:43
I don’t really know how to name these posts that are just like, “moar poems I wrote!” Anyway, these are some poems April brought me. I’m finding good opportunity to think them up lately. I guess everything happening outside my windows this time of year does that for me. (more…)
2015 | Mar 11 | 17:09
Well, they’re about being dirty, okay?? Spring is coming here and everyting is sopping wet and muddy. Between that and the pottery, dirty is the word of the season. (more…)
2015 | Feb 20 | 19:55
Two poems today, which have been keeping me up at night so I wrote them down. The second one is kind of inspired by some different songs I’ve been listening to recently, kind of blended together to try to make one image. (more…)
2015 | Feb 4 | 16:41
I’ve been gone a while, so I have an unusually long post which I’d like to start off with two poems. (more…)
2014 | Dec 9 | 17:53
When dawn broke for us
in a misty dim light
steaming from the swamps
or trumpeting over hills—
It was different for us all.
But I did not
wish the dawn to come: (more…)
2014 | Nov 23 | 10:02
Snow flowers bloom best
In the cold warming of spring,
Finding the strength they have
In the coffee Earth below
To push through what glittering ice (more…)
2014 | Oct 18 | 15:19
2014 | Jun 6 | 19:58
history | photography | poetry | work
Leading up to the 70th anniversary of D-Day, I have been helping work on a mobile project that would act as basically an interactive brochure/map for visitors to the Normandy cemetery. (more…)
2014 | Jan 31 | 20:13
life | photography | poetry
I’m writing to you now from my apartment in Blacksburg. Thanks to all those who sent me good wishes in my trip down – I had sunny and very cold weather, and no problems other than boredom, and the excitement of almost running out of gas at the New York border. There was a good visit with my friend Yuzi in Pittsburgh along (more…)
2013 | Oct 30 | 19:17
I got to be a model again recently, which was pretty fun. After seeing my high school librarian’s post on Facebook about stock photos with women pointedly not reading the books in their photos, it was perhaps forefront in my mind that I should not look like a complete ditz with my book. I was quite excited to bring the old bilingual book of German poetry I was recently given by a friend’s mother – (more…)
