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duzypatz

I am here for Friends and Networking

About Me

I am an artist, a poet, and hopefully, a future nurse

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Anyone who is kind...(Vonnegut:"And...you've got to be kind!")I would like to meet other women of my approximate age (58)and have conversations about how we meet our challenges.

I have a beautiful son, daughter-in-law, and three grandchildren, two of which are close enough to hug. One of my grandsons is autistic, so I am interested in meeting people who have experience with autistic spectrum disorder. I also have a darling little daughter who is 26 and suffers from cerebral palsy, seizure disorder, severe developmental delay, cortical blindess, etc.I would like to meet other parents of handicapped children.

I would like to meet other artists and poets.

I would like to meet nurses, as I have begun a course of studies that should lead me to an RN. I did well in Biology, Microbiology, and the first Anatomy & Physiology. I am just finishing Anatomy & Physiology II. I also have a BA in Liberal Arts and a BS in Computer Information Science. UPDATE (Miscellaneous Good Things Came My Way): My professors nominated me for "Biology Student of the Year"--and I got the award--amazing! I was so worried about the NLN (nursing school entrance exam), but I scored 153 which is the top 1% for all students--Phew!and Hooray for my own silly self--I will start the 2 year nursing program in the spring. Yes! I was selected for the nursing program! Only a few more hurdles...Must pass physical and acquire health insurance. Deserves a spirited Happy Dance ala Snoopy! Currently doing eldercare as my own version of an entrance into bedside manners and my attempt to learn how to offer tenderness and real comfort to my fellows and to educate and exercise my heart in the complexities of this sometimes beautiful/sometimes boneheaded humanity we share--I do so want to be a very good nurse.

I want to believe in "magic realists"--people who find magic in lucidity...

I would like to meet other artists who are trying to do business over the internet. Please see my website: www.pixarte.com

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My Blog

Women In Art

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Posted by on Thu, 07 Aug 2008 15:01:00 GMT

Kurt Vonnegut Is Gone--And So It Goes

Kurt Vonnegut, Writer of Classics of the American Counterculture, Dies at 84 By DINITIA SMITHFrom the New York Times Published: April 11, 2007He invented phenomena like chrono-synclastic infundibula (...
Posted by on Wed, 11 Apr 2007 23:54:00 GMT

The Empty Tender

This poem is about times when the night is empty and the evidence of hope in the exterior world is only a set of pinholes in the sky, and oil slicks on asphalt are only a glimmer of snail trail on the...
Posted by on Wed, 11 Apr 2007 15:36:00 GMT

Eggs

Still working on this one--would appreciate suggestions for improvement. I want to thin this out, while condensing some of the content. I would also like to find some catharsis to release some of the ...
Posted by on Fri, 06 Apr 2007 17:56:00 GMT

Poem: Tag

It has always seemed to me, that when people die, there is a disproportionately large hole in the world that continues to represent their absence. As a person with no religion, I suppose it could just...
Posted by on Sat, 10 Feb 2007 03:14:00 GMT

Poem: 7 Leagues An Owl

Note: "-tion, -tion, -tion" is pronounced mechanically as "shun-shun-shun"7 Leagues An OwlExhaust from a barefoot state of mind(Time to ride my eyes)Walking in the automated worldI, a pneumatic Matric...
Posted by on Sat, 10 Feb 2007 02:51:00 GMT

Poem: Winter Bouquet

Got caught in a heavy snowstorm. The snowflakes caught rolling in the beams of the headlights were crafted into a glory of sorts.Winter BouquetSwirls of drifting snowflakesSculptured into bloomBy a Pl...
Posted by on Fri, 09 Feb 2007 21:37:00 GMT

The Gift

This poem was written when the irreversible nature of my daughter's disabilities finally penetrated all my defensive and evasive subterfuges and fell like an extra layer of gravity around my shoulders...
Posted by on Fri, 12 Jan 2007 08:12:00 GMT

Faster Feet

The birth of my granddaughter has probably sugar-coated the poem below.I do not think that it is very finished, but tonight I feel the need to post it.Maybe I can rework it somehow...(Goofy grandma f...
Posted by on Tue, 26 Dec 2006 23:50:00 GMT

The Tied Tongue

Responses to this life are often involved with words, in one way or another, but sometimes it is difficult to just "spit it out"...The following poem is my attempt to present a set of vaudevillian or ...
Posted by on Fri, 22 Sep 2006 11:44:00 GMT