Some rocks are sacred. The twins that allow water to reveal its spirit. The two halves of the heart. And what a spirit! Spirit on spirit on spirit. This red blood. The […]
Some rocks are sacred. The twins that allow water to reveal its spirit. The two halves of the heart. And what a spirit! Spirit on spirit on spirit. This red blood. The […]
On the road again. Going off the grid. ~ See you soon. (This is the second lull in Okanagan Okanogan posts since September 2011. You deserve it!)
In November, the poet Howard Brown and I are giving a show about tractors. He has the long poem. I have gallery walls. Somehow we’ll make this work. We’ve been taking photos. […]