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). "So Many Senses Through Which to Sift Sentiment" - Recorded 3/29/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them The original piece is … Continue reading Poetry Reading – “So Many Senses Through Which to Sift Sentiment”

Poetry Reading – “Collection from ‘Real Neat Blog Nomination'”

Originally published April 16, 2018, this collection of pieces was in response to a "Real Neat Blog" nomination courtesy of one of my dearest fellow poets of all times, "A Thought for Change". I really miss these days, and I miss you, my friend. "All Shades of Blue" - Recorded 3/17/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, … Continue reading Poetry Reading – “Collection from ‘Real Neat Blog Nomination'”

Born into Fire (3-Day Quote Challenge, Day One)

"There are not classes in life for beginners: right away you are always asked to deal with what is most difficult." -Rainer Maria Rilke We are born Wet bodies Falling to earth Desperate and alone Breathing air Only for a moment Before we are immersed In the flames Of trial and error Stripped clean Purged … Continue reading Born into Fire (3-Day Quote Challenge, Day One)

Real Neat Blog Award Nomination

Today, I was nominated for a Real Neat Blogger award by Thought for Change, of the blog The Rendezvous Club (https://thinkingclearly483645316.wordpress.com). Thank you; it is an honor to receive this nomination, especially from such a spectacular fellow blogger. About Thought for Change and The Rendezvous Club Thought for Change is a brilliant young writer who speaks … Continue reading Real Neat Blog Award Nomination

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 creation Ears and eyes accustomed only to serving as guardians … Continue reading So Many Senses Through Which to Sift Sentiment