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Navigating life through coffee, volunteering & laughter.

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  • Rediscovering my poet voice

    I wanted to share some of my favorite poets yesterday, as I am working on a new book that I want to have a modern flair. One of my others that I found from a book from university. Li Young Lee work is powerful & sentimental as Mary Oliver is direct & gut punching.

    I have even dipped my eyes in the passion of Portuguese poets, who’s visually stunning & raw in their translation. Something I picked up in Lisbon in 2017, the same year as my first book came out.

    In my new book I want my prose & the poems to jump from the page. I want to seduce my readers & collaborate with a modern artist that finds inspiration from my work. I miss the galleries of the MOMA in New York City, the view & Picasso I saw at the TATE in London.

    Cezanne’s the card players I saw here recently, colors dancing in the painting. I have seen it before in New York City in the 1990’s around the same time I saw Seurat at the Met. If you are someone or knows someone who wants to collaborate with me please contact me in my bio.

  • One of my favorite poets

    It was a long climb out of the soil. She counted off whole continents as she lifted each foot, imagined her dark years falling away like husks. Soon she could feel objects come to life in her hand, the peel of banana, a lightly waxed pepper, she accepted these into her home,. placed them in bowls where they could be watched.

    There was nothing obscure about melons, nothing involved about yams. If she were to have nothing to do with the world, these would be her translators, through these she would learn secrets of dying, how to do it gracefully as the peach, softening in silence, or the mango, finely tuned to its own skin

    The World in Translation by Naomi Shihab Nye

  • Green moss & sunshine

    Yesterday I decided to take the dog for a walk up Fløyen. Sunny but cold I layered in wool & wore my hiking shoes. I had the trail to myself, rounding corners in the quiet.

    I needed to clear my mind & walking in the sunshine was my answer. Taking in the city & my thoughts as I walked. The four legged creature pulling me up the mountain.

    On the way down, the four legged creature sat down in protest & catching the eye of 10 year old girl. Who pet him & cajoled him down the mountain. I was grateful for the unexpected brief companionship as we walked.

    The sunshine warmed me & I sweated through my layers of wool. Today the cold rain is dropping from the sky & the cafe feels warm & cozy.