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Poetry Reading – “So Many Senses Through Which to Sift Sentiment”

Originally published April 18, 2018, this poem was inspired by a prolific author I had really come to admire and appreciate, Maggie Lawson (see more details below in the original post). The original piece is below for reference, and can be found in its entirety at https://objectsanddistance.com/2018/04/18/so-many-senses-through-which-to-sift-sentiment/ Inspired by the writing of Maggie Lawson, of the blog The Art of Chewing Crayons. Original post at https://eudaimonianz.com/2018/04/18/the-different-ways-i-tell-you-that-i-love-you/ Words, weightless, echo in cave carved in mountain hill side: a heart; a home; an amber chamber of sordid solitude unearthed and bore witness by all creationEars and eyes accustomed only to serving as … Continue reading Poetry Reading – “So Many Senses Through Which to Sift Sentiment”

A Flower, In a City I Have Never Seen

For Mo Mo, in Indonesia. A flowerIn a city I have never seenIs no less a flowerThan those in my own backyardAre no less flowersThan the finest roses in the most prestigious of gardens grown Each has come from a seed the sameWhether it fell rough to the Earth or was gently placedJust as each climbs tall as they mightTowards the same shining sun May they be seen and lovedKnowing thatThough there are those which will fall beneath wheels and feetEach has a place and a purpose

Author Update March 2021

Hello readers, First and foremost, I just want to take a moment to thank those of you who have continued to read, to like, to comment, to support me, especially in the past several months. I really, really appreciate you, each and every one of you. I know I haven’t been very active in the community here for a while, and I completely understand if this has caused some of you to disregard my posts. I wish I was better at balancing all of this. Truth be told, I have been worn pretty thin lately, and the pace of life … Continue reading Author Update March 2021

Poetry Reading – “To the Light of an Unobstructed Star (Sol)”

Originally published April 18, 2018, this piece is technically part of the Crescent Collection but also not. It is a new beginning, but also an end. It is what it is. I hope you enjoy. 💙 The original piece is below for reference, and can be found in its entirety at https://objectsanddistance.com/2018/04/18/to-the-light-of-an-unobstructed-star-sol/ UnfrozenBorn of the same flameBut not quite the sameNo longer dividedBetweenThe unparsed pastThe uncertain futurePresent inThe presentNo longer trying to beThe sourceRather, a conduit forSecondary lightAccepting thisEmbracingYour willYour beautiful faceSmiling once more You are the life-giving sunRadiant and strongBurning full gloryBeaming waves of warmth toGrateful surfaceTo be reflected … Continue reading Poetry Reading – “To the Light of an Unobstructed Star (Sol)”

When It Rains

Happy World Poetry Day, everyone. When it rains,I can smell it in my heart,Aching now,The end of an era. The music is loud in the car stereo;It does not matter the song,The noise is soothing,Anything to drown out the silence. I remember Spring,Waking up to new light,The night before but a memory,The day ahead a story to be written. When it rains,I think of you,Wherever you are,And I wish you were here. I am tired of such beautiful momentsPassing;What good is birdsong to the empty moon?We are not meant to live alone. I seek solace in a warm bath,A candle … Continue reading When It Rains

Poetry Reading – “Then It Grows Dark (Eclipse)”

Originally published April 17, 2018, this piece was a epilogue of sorts to the Crescent Collection. This piece has a special place in my heart, and always will. The original piece is below for reference, and can be found in its entirety at https://objectsanddistance.com/2018/04/17/then-it-grows-dark/ Birds floatBranch to branchAs water rushes beneathFrom thereTo hereEffortless in itsSlow meanderThrough so many hillsTunnels underneath Grass dripsDew caught inWebs andCurled bladesFalling softlyOn grateful soil There is peaceJoyLoving sentimentsCarried onWind that passesOver scenes not to beForgotten ThenIt grows darkIn moments passingOutside ofMotionAll is silentShadows formThen expandConsuming everything In this emptyAll-encompassing nightEyes grasp forSemblance ofLightReflected backFindingNone It … Continue reading Poetry Reading – “Then It Grows Dark (Eclipse)”


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