Geometric shapes filled with orderly patterns inform my seeing; universality of this and that expressed. Colleen Chesebro is the host of Tanka Tuesday, with an ekphrastic prompt, an image by Reena Saxena. This is my first time (iirc) participating in the Tanka Tuesday. I wrote a tanka, but I think the prompt is open to…
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TMP70 — line cuts on the highway
Not sure how it is in other states, but in MI, summertime is when the roads that have gotten beaten up over winter get repaired. It’s also a time when all of the tourists arrive to enjoy the summer paradise we have here. This means a lot more people coming in and going out of…
Amicus Briefs in Haaland v. Brackeen — Turtle Talk
FOR THOSE FOLLOWING THE ICWA CHALLENGE CASE, LOOK AT THE SUPPORT THE SIDE TO KEEP IT IN PLACE HAS GENERATED. STRONG STRONG STRONG SUPPORT FOR ICWA. YES! We have a total of 21 pro-ICWA Amicus Briefs. Here they are in some rough categories and some VERY rough summaries. In writing this post, I became overwhelmed…
TSM 224 — oh, the light (piaku form)
oh, the light plays with soft brushes, braised tones, textures, nuance; tickling shadows, paints its canvas morning’s rose dance with tangerine, noon’s pale lemon splash, evening’s plum indigo wine grey rain rags wash each surface clean give respite behind sparked, grumbling clouds peppered mirrors wave, refreshed, wait on sole arbiter of beauty’s holy cast Written…
Here’s a Look at Our Favorite New Patterns — WordPress.com News
I hope to be able to check these things out at some point. Too much to do in too little time! I’d be interested in hearing about any of these things anyone has tried, good, bad, or indifferent. There are now over 260 Patterns that can be inserted into your pages and posts in just…
#FF — read the fine print
The fog has rolled in. Forever summer has ended. I watch sunset through calcified memories captured in a warped globe of fragility. “Martha!” I am shaken from reverie. There is an urgency to Fred’s voice that makes me hurry my slipper-padded steps to the back bedroom. Fred has fallen. There’s visible swelling on his forehead…
dVerse — Prosery Monday — killing me softly
Ushuaia Beach Hotel in Ibiza, Spain Through the deep caves of thought I hear a voice that sings:— –by Oliver Wendell Holmes Sr., from The Chambered Nautilus I’d promised to take myself on a February vacation; one that would get me away before winter end’s grey desperation set in. Unfulfilled for a decade, I’m now…
