Friday, 20 March 2026

Spring Equinox 2026

 

"A year of wonder"


surprise 

It's another day

And we are here to greet it


Promise of 365 more

But no guarantee

One at a time allotment


We can live this day

Or while it away

free choice no judgement 



three passions 


poetry, printmaking 

protests: my lifelong passions 

keep coming around




MONO-PRINTS
6x5" and 6.5x8"







COLLAGE, PRINT, PEN-INK, PENCIL
16x13" framed   22x18" unframed







FROM MS. LIBERTY SERIES

18x14"   13x16"







my first completed print project

4 x 6" Permission Slips

far from perfect, but fun

under the line it says 'fill in the blank'







Besides protesting in the streets against ICE and war and dictators

I have two new passions filling my life - revived passions actually:

I've joined a new artist printmaking studio in town, with a talented and active group of artists; also an online poetry group that I'm just getting to know but already inspired by. We set a challenge for ourselves this month to memorize a poem. This came out of a discussion of experiences that are going extinct (like cursive handwriting, memorizing poems used to be a common practice - I remember my grandfather would recite long poems). I chose Grace Paley's poem Responsibility from her collection titled Begin Again. It's just under 300 words, so not really long, but it has been a wonderful exercise in focusing. I realized I have never memorized one of my own poems, so that will be my next task. Her poem about responsibility did remind me of one I wrote six years ago that I will reprint for you here.





Poets Job Description




Paint an iridescent metaphor, build magic with words.


Articulate, tell us what you mean.


Enough of this ho-hum, maybe this, maybe that.


Put on the tragic mask and have us all in tears.

Can you enrage us, move us to mob action? Any action . . .


Don the comic mask and proclaim the absurdity of life. When else can you strut and storm if not now? The leaders lie and lie about lying. Make us laugh as if it doesn’t matter.


Hold up the mirror, force us to acknowledge the mask we wear. Reflect our truth, positive or not. Make it okay to go on living. Reclaiming our humanity.


Yours is an immense task, perhaps impossible.

The mask will help.




Summer 2020






ca 1980 - February 2026

backyard Cashew Tree

I miss it daily

it was a wonder and a delight



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