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Flash Poem to Self: “Be confident, not sad sap, sipping quietly in corner bar:” On Writing, Cultivation, and Balancing Art/Mind.
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I will be confident — not sad sap, sipping quietly in corner bar. I will be, act, speak with intention. I will be finished, will shop my novel.
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Summer is a wild time of endless gaiety; A lazy, balmy, mild time; of human laxity. Of days with cares abandoned beside a socky shore, And breeze-swept, heathered stretches of Scotland’s ageless moor.
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Poet Alexander Bacchus on Morocco, Marrakech, Accepting Ones Faults, and Living Intentionally
I first met Alex doing research on a local variation of Darija. (Moroccan Arabic). We both managed to find ourselves in Fez, that day, sitting across from one another and, the moment I saw this cat I realized I found my foil, my nemesis. A sheep in Wolof’s clothing, so to speak, for this cat…
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I dress my body in lines of verse, each syllable a piece of cloth, a garment woven of words diverse, to hide my nakedness from sloth.
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After a 24-Hour Marathon watching The Nightmare Before Christmas, Eating Oreos, and, Reflecting on Mythology… I Write a Children’s Fable.
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In the land of shadows and mist, where the moon cast eerie light and laughter echoed in the night, there lived a curious creature, with a face as white as snow and hair as black as coal. Their name was Pan
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This Floating Life is but a Dream: Li Bai, Shen Fu, playing The Last of Us, and reflecting on the evanescence of things.
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I’ve begun rereading some of my favorite Chinese poets and can’t help but find striking similarities, in aesthetic and philosophy, between these brilliantly minded writers from so long ago and contemporary storytellers. The main suspects in todays post: Shen Fu, Li Bai, Austin Wintory (Journey), and the savory addiction concocted by the dreamweavers at Naughty…
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