Tag: blogging
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mast
what wonderful things a garden can bringthe mast that would rise like a pine don’t reel yourself inbut harness the windyour strength is a thing to behold
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an antique desk that represents moving on
it’s not even cold in hereit’s bereavement to a widow fourth oversomething placid and refinedmy body aches like the wood in the antique desk she lent to mebefore he dieddoes she know it’s herebaking in the sunwhere the arguments of petty rivalries outlast the peace of pestilence
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writing ‘silhouette’
to start this off let me explain one of my favorite, and shortest, poems from 2017. around this time i was dating my now wife, Tanya. our relationship was tough and under the natural strain of distance. because of this, a lot of my writing in 2017 comes from a place of regret and longing.…
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photography by Franco Fontana
here are some of my favorite photos from Italian photographer, Franco Fontana: franco fontana turns landscape shots into something that feels more like a matte painting with vibrant oily pastels and he does this by utilizing what he calls the concept of line. basically he has posited that the relationship of geometry and color is…
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photography by Michiko Chiyoda
Michiko Chiyoda is a force that i look to as a near perfect example of the honesty needed for pure expressionism. her most recent collection “Starting a New Journey” captures the process of grief and the introspection that comes with the loss of a loved one. Chiyoda shared the story that brought about this collection…
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i’ve got you on my mind, giver _ 2
_ no. 2i’ve got you on my mind, giver i’ve got you insidei made sure to keep you closei’ve got a heavy mindi can’t tell you where it goes i said it’s blue and redsaid i’ve been living like a fool mightdon’t tell me how to fix it upif it’s chrome then it’ll floatif it’s…
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some strange sounds
i figured out what’s happening there’s a foreign place inside my veins it’s reaching out to grab me and whether i need it isn’t up to me it’s deep inside like some small thing a needy voice that grabs me so when my mind freezes, i’m listening you shouldn’t be afraid there’s got to bea…
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filaments
▋ LESSER_filament_no1 God’s gift to me was making me left-handed. It’s not a gift, really. Not in the traditional sense. Plenty of people have gifts. It seems damn near everyone you know has something they do, something that makes them them. I had a friend, said he’d never do anything valuable in his life. Said…
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P E O P L E – imitating strangers
P E O P L E – IMITATING STRANGERS there was a hole in the middle and the crowd filtered through iti told myself not to worrythere was a hole in the middleand the strangers all knew iti tell myself not to worry i didn’t want seem unknownis this something we need to know?why does…
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