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June 13, 2012

into the greening

my secret begins with stepping stones I risk I cross I make my escape into the greening of a new paradise the entrance to living speaking […]
June 13, 2012

as a bird flies

I write as a bird flies. I am carried, moved by a force outside of myself. I have the gift, the wings, the intelligent design of […]
June 17, 2012

ode to Sḵwx̱wú7mesh

How do you describe a place that has so many gifts, so many mysteries? A place that has adopted you into its family without question, without […]
June 29, 2012

miscellaneous bits of kitchen debris

(written September 2008) Today I remember my childhood kitchen. Probably a Saturday, mid morning in Lynn Valley on a rainy day. There was a large picture […]