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November 2016

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Nov 10, 2016
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Be silent with your sight. Cast vision on a leaf growing tomorrow.

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I’ll Keep it with Mine

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May 1, 2016
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The afternoon storms are arriving from the south. The days are heating up, wild blackberries are setting small dark fruit. It is midnight, May Day, on a quarter moon. I am very superstitious, but I tend to be fascinated by these traditions rather than fearful. What is the line? “By dread I’m inspired, by fear […]

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Taste of Time

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Apr 2, 2016
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It is early morning as I write this, the sun will rise in two hours. I’m surrounded by rain, lightning and open windows. The land between Valdosta and Ray City is shaped to host dark currents of ferocious wind. Yesterday, as I drove into this contour, I saw a convergence of Mississippi Kites swirling on the outer […]

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Distemper Tuesday

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Mar 1, 2016
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  The cat won’t come inside. I call for her every 15 minutes and begin to worry. The rural stars recall the blue-clear day. A motion startles my focus to the pecan orchard. A hunched animal darts behind a stump. It’s a fox, now circling between the row of trees. There is an urgent, dreadful uncertainty in […]

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Recent Reading

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Feb 3, 2016
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The Shape of Things to Come: Prophecy and the American Voice– Greil Marcus American Apocalypse– Ross Miller Complete Stories– Clarice Lispector Radical Spirits– Ann Braude Oracle Travels Light– Camelia Elias Oracle– Claude and Eugenie Bragdon 10:04– Ben Lerner You Too Can Have a Body Like Mine– Alexandra Kleeman H is for Hawk– Helen Macdonald Complete […]

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Lesson in Giving Away

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Jan 28, 2016
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How much of ourselves can we give away? Can we choose who we belong to, or do we belong to everyone? I’m listening to Weyes Blood, In the Beginning. She’s a beautiful alto, like a present day Townes van Zandt or Tim Buckley. This song resonates with me right now. When you’re young it feels […]

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Misty Flats

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Jan 6, 2016
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The flatlands belong to the sad-eyed and wayward, those between the ocean and the mountain. Lately, I’ve been listening to Goldberg, Misty Flats, a 1974 album, recently reissued after decades of being unknown. It is a Light in the Attic release, and sits well alongside their other lost treasures. Forgotten records are so appealing because they remind […]

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Woeful Joyful Gifts

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Dec 11, 2015
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The broken concrete mounded before me. Clumps of grass already seemed to be taking root in the soft, brown sand. The city was dismantling an unused strip of grey pavement to replace it with green. It felt like a gift, one I always wanted offered—peacefully repurposed land, freed from asphalt and breathing again. But if it […]

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Binding the Torn Edges

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Dec 6, 2015
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  After five years, I allowed myself to walk to the other side of the woods near my home. The rain left behind low clouds, draping the light in swirling grey. The quiet cold soaked through me as I walked past houses and onto the abandoned road around the pond. The neighbors keep deer tents up […]

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Moment Disrupted

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Dec 1, 2015
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Two weeks ago, my first published essay, Pale Tradescantia, appeared at the Dark Mountain Project. This was a big deal for me, I spent many months working on the short piece. I was unleashing my work into the world, declaring, “I write, I have ideas, and I want to share them with you.” But it was […]