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motherwater
How do I explain this? That I feel like a body Not one that enjoys circling other bodies The lights bother me I don’t feel the joy Pale blue beads on the floor Picked them up one by one I am a body made of flesh and blood I feel like one made of only water I wish to go back to motherwater. The land dries me The concrete echoes The people confuse me My friends are the trees and ducklings Small…
container
a container creates structure big enough to allow it all small enough to encourage letting go a container is shapeshifting it can be ink on paper a space with walls and ceiling a relationship or community the safety of your own body a container isn’t one size fits all it can be the size of a pond that grows with rain the size of the ocean a puddle with clear reflection the floor of your living…
tongue cut in three
A poem reconstructed.
Safe container
Ruminations from learning and teaching
midnight pond
muffled song of crickets ripples into water a frog left wondering what it was
I watched Yi Yi
and thought of Sentimental Value
homecoming
Everything is more malleable than we believe, the heart most of all. Light is fleeting without the structure of shadows. So begins the dance between the dragon and its lair…
Three is the magic number
The shedding continues.
Sentimental Value
Spoiler alert. It’s a brilliant movie, please watch. I watched Sentimental Value before I left for Christmas in a small Kino near Boxhagener Platz. I teared up, I laughed, I hated the dad, I cried. But I left feeling light and resolved. This is my favourite kind of movie. It takes you through relatable emotional experiences of life condensed in just over 2 hours without the looming heaviness,…