I wasn’t born yesterday. And I’m learning to recognize the wounds that make a woman or a man less than whole.
An eternal optimist, I try to make the best of things. But every pandemic summer has its days.
The gloves came off. I removed the mask. And I bared myself to the hemlock trees. Unfiltered.
“I am so thirsty for the marvelous that only the marvelous has power over me. Anything I can not transform into something marvelous, I let go. Reality doesn’t impress me. I only believe in intoxication, in ecstasy, and when ordinary life shackles me, I escape, one way or another. No more walls.” — Anaïs Nin Art…
“The power of imagination makes us infinite.”
— John Muir
In 2016, I self-published a poetry collection illustrated with my photography. Entitled “Hope in the Hoarfrost,” the chapbook includes this poem.
“Though we travel the world over to find the beautiful, we must carry it with us or we find it not.” — Ralph Waldo Emerson My late brothers would have turned 20 in February, but it’s my hope to carry their light into the future. Inspired by the twins, I wrote my first novel.
“The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams.” — Eleanor Roosevelt
“We write to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospect.” ― Anaïs Nin
“For my part I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me dream.” — Vincent Van Gogh