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Where do I belong?
I am a stranger, a visitor A trick of the light? A sleight of hand? Trying to understand this universe as best I can I am a stranger here, a… Read more
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Time can wait
I want this moment to freezeso that I can hold youa moment longerand not let go.The second hand can stopto let the hour stretch on.This linear time universe we are… Read more
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Supporting freedom
On Sunday 6th of March 2022, I hosted a Quilted Bananas* radio program on Wellington Community Radio 101.1 FM. I dedicated the show to the rainbow communities of Ukraine to… Read more
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Social Media Challenge- Post 1
As you will have noticed, my inspiration has been running a little dry of late. To push myself into some writing exercises I appealed, via social media, for requests. They… Read more
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On hollowness
The way I amMy body is hollowyour voiceechoes, painfully bouncingoff ribs and sinews.I am here and far away,A wisp of memoryLiving in this moment.My body is hollow.Your lightshines, endlessly, aimlessly.Absored… Read more
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Not all men, but most of the songs
It’s been a while since I blogged. A lot has been happening in the world, especially the heroic stand of Ukraine against Putin’s denazification invasion efforts. So my mood is… Read more
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The truth about freedom
Today I am reposting a poem, with only slight modification, I had originally written in response to the military coup in Myanmar (Burma). https://wordpress.com/post/angeletoomeypoetry.com/532 If I think too hard about… Read more
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Axes of learning
Learning the family trade, one swing at a time. That is what was happening at the local wood chopping competition today. The youngest participant was an 11 year old girl… Read more
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