Category: Notes & Reflections

I was cast aside, like garden waste, when I knew it was real. Into the mound of the forgotten, the used and useless. But, all these years were not wasted. I was learning how to fertilize, utilize disintegration, deterioration towards resurrection, towards new life. I was unworthy, once. But I heard her singing inside me…

What to say of the coming of spring? How I learned not to ask why, and just let the seasons change within. Let them change between me and everyone I ever knew. Even if all those gentle Crocuses look like hearts already broken, I pluck one and apologize. I recognize the sheer force of the…

I love listening to languages I do not understand — bird song, cats eyes, daisies and dreams. All the words are safe with me, I am learning languages. There is a time an artist must create only to destroy the empire of the past. When it is emptiness alone that must step into the future.…