Monthly Archives: April 2014

Wing Span

In this sweet curve of time we fly south, over the up-lifted earth of the Sierra Nevadas, gray-green forests brown where fire touched the stretching earth, catchments of smooth blue water, patches of snow cast like manna on the peaks. … Continue reading

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InterPlay Journal, Friday morning, April 11, 2014

Body Wisdom: To change your life, change your practice!” Patricia led today on the theme of “intersections.” What happens when we come to an intersection in our lives when we must choose one way or another? What do we do, … Continue reading

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Alki Point, Minus Tide

Amanda runs through the shallow waves in her pink sun-suit and rubber boots, yelps as she holds a crab, its single pincher snapping.   Amanda grins and flashes the new front teeth too big for the others; she sets the … Continue reading

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Wing-Beat in the Grand Canyon of the Colorado

You have said your good-byes like prayers, used to the words on your lips; your child has the shape of your eyes, but the shade of resemblance dances away.   Remember the river at dawn, flowing between the canyon walls … Continue reading

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Apricot Moon

Ignition on, the key worn down almost straight now, on the dashboard, a pack of Camels lying on maps among rock samples and tufts of tamarisk.   Shirtless, you lean forward, turn the key, a birthmark flutters over your 6th … Continue reading

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Prism

The glittering water pulses with rainbows, tosses off colors, swirling, a flutterance – no thought of loss or want or farewell, brilliance for a shilling or a dime or naught gathering the colors up again to shrug them off, twirling … Continue reading

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Transformation

You are trapped in the gyre, drifting in the ocean without oxygen in a mass the size of Texas.   You can escape. Lean close. You must throw yourself into the endless whirlpool, lashed to a barrel. You think you … Continue reading

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