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interview on the radio show, Accents (january 30, 2009)

you can hear my interview with katerina stoykova-klemeron her radio show, Accents, from january 30, 2009http://katerinaklemer.com/radio.html
Posted by on Tue, 10 Feb 2009 06:18:00 GMT

how to kill a renaissance

and so we wait for the bulldozersthe heart of our organic creative bloomsits in the crosshairsonce again, the politics of big moneyhas prevailed over the small dynamicsof community diversityit was thi...
Posted by on Thu, 26 Jun 2008 06:00:00 GMT

a vision of how we were and how we are

we destroyed it a love like glue that held us together creating one from two   then we couldn't count it all added up to minus too many negatives not enough positives   this three-day rain ...
Posted by on Sat, 07 Jun 2008 08:02:00 GMT

off the wagon outside Waddy

I still think about the moonseeping in through the barnslats while we sat splinteredon warped wagon planksunder rafters hung heavywith harvest tobaccothe far away forest ringinghilltop pasture an app...
Posted by on Sat, 03 May 2008 17:56:00 GMT

a flame dances in my eye

i can still taste your lipssweet in my thoughtsfeel the contour of your hipssoft on the tips of my fingers with each train passingin frozen night i count the reasonsthe last log flickers a flame dance...
Posted by on Sat, 03 May 2008 17:49:00 GMT

5 years of crimes

just a reminder that today is the 5th anniversary of our immoral invasion of iraq i hope, as accomplices to these war crimes, my amerikan friends, will take the time to reflect on the direction our co...
Posted by on Wed, 19 Mar 2008 10:58:00 GMT

proof

copperhead sleeps in cool shade while a dragonfly watches from my shoulder as I pluck blackberries from thorny vines and place them between my lips the sky is heavy with humid July air so much so th...
Posted by on Wed, 19 Mar 2008 06:17:00 GMT

velocity

I remember the last time I saw you we were discussing the velocity of time and how it passes by like a train that doesn’t stop and we were full of smiles and small talk that always seems so ins...
Posted by on Wed, 19 Mar 2008 06:15:00 GMT

sacred relations

In focused escape I make my way To the jagged cliff-crowned Doorway to the mountains Here water shapes every surface With a wavy swirling motion Like fingerprints left By a great ancient ocean Each ro...
Posted by on Wed, 20 Feb 2008 06:27:00 GMT

i heard mother nature sing (a draft)

oh poet, compassionate one I know why you so often return from the noise and confusion of the city abrasion to commune in my peaceful womb of wilderness here, every syllable muttered births the child...
Posted by on Wed, 20 Feb 2008 06:24:00 GMT