Poetics: Choose Joy
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Adaptations of the Color Purple
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A brief on adaptations of The Color Purple
Script by Nicole Dixon
Voiceover by Kassandra Timm
Whiteboard animation by Camela Sharp
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cul de sac
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lights flick on
first the nurse
a dialysis veteran
she greets her firefighter husband
coming off a long...and busy shift
one quick kitchen kiss
then away
mo...
Goldilocks, and Beyond
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The thing about 2023 (yes, I'm going straight to talking about a year ago)
is I had to work through a hodgepodge of things already set in motion while
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Dating For Dummies – How To Gain Power Over Men
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Far From BasYc by G.L. Lambert
"G.L. I still don't get it. You need to break down dating like I'm DUMB
because I've read Solving Single [...]
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Jason Tandon
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Born in Hartford, CT in 1975, Jason Tandon is the author of four books of
poetry, including *The Actual World*, *Quality of Life*, and *Give Over the
Hec...
Major Announcements About DAARAC
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This is the Country We Live In
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On Valentine’s Day, more than a dozen children attending a perfectly normal
day at a perfectly normal high school in a perfectly normal town in Florida
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hold me to this
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becoming softer after every compromise
brittled and self-destructive, we were charring
into sharper malicious states of being
compressing ourselves into mo...
Life happens...
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My baby boy is 12...
My baby girl almost 1...
Life happened so i did not post anything in forever.
Well Same moonlight for our Dreams is coming back.
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THE JEM MOVIE'S SHANA AND COLORISM
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from a decidedly brown-skinned black girl with a big bouncy purple fro to a
beige biracial "safely black" girl with straight hair
This strikes close to hom...
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Hey there, fighter
it will get brighter.
Take a breath, a little deeper
and bring your faith a little higher.
Remember, you are a leader
not a follower..
M...
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Inhale the yawning frost
let it gather and collect
beside your sleepy heart
drowsy from neglect.
Rest your ghostly frame,
hush her muddled drawl.
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....oh how i miss the power of your writings ...can't put into proper words just how deeply this piece touches me....beautifully written my friend...blessings
Oops, how much can a dying love hurts... I wonder, should love ever die? Not that we live in fairytales, but perhaps human race has lost the truth about love.
"...denial is a harsh mistress." Indeed. Excellent write. I've read Kubler-Ross in trying to understand depression. Your poem is both artful and insightful.
I think you meant "inevitable" instead of inventible. I love words and love to learn new ones, sorry if this appears somewhat odd but I looked your word up and it doesn't exist. I totally dug this, hope shattered is always painful.
Potent write! Beautiful language paints a canvass that is coloured with sadness,loss, beauty and a lyrical free verse flow. Beautiful when read aloud as well. A compelling write that makes this reader want to delve into the writer that is you :)
Your perspective on denial is interesting. "tattooing on the wall of a crumbling dream" is a great image. I haven't read Kubler-Ross so don't know if inventing the comfort of grief is from her writing or your thought, but makes one pause, and agree that in a certain way grief can be comforting.
I love it when writers say things in new ways such as your "hemoglobin sunset." The images this one phrase evokes are powerful and unique and wonderfully vivid.
....oh how i miss the power of your writings ...can't put into proper words just how deeply this piece touches me....beautifully written my friend...blessings
ReplyDeletewelcome back.
ReplyDeletefantastic piece.
well penned.
very true words. its very touching and truthful.
ReplyDeletepowerful word imagery!
ReplyDeletewow... sometimes i forget how lucky I am to have such great opportunities to read the works of such amazing writers...
ReplyDeleteThings we find when we look beyond, glad i clicked on your tab.
ReplyDeleteYou rendered this completely true to the heart. It is delicious.
ReplyDeleteOops, how much can a dying love hurts... I wonder, should love ever die? Not that we live in fairytales, but perhaps human race has lost the truth about love.
ReplyDeletegreat write - its an eddy of emotion, one that one willingly is apt to let the swirls overtake the mind
ReplyDeleteA perfect piece here.. loved the last line!
ReplyDeleteI could relate to it- now moved on; the scars remain.. :)
Hugs x
"hemoglobin sunset"--fabulous phrase! Thanks so much for sharing this one for the rally, and for your feedback on my entry!
ReplyDelete"hemoglobin sunset" is an amazing image! Loved the entire piece. Thanks for visiting my blog.
ReplyDeletesome nice word play...the death of love, luckily it is often the phoenix rising back from the ashes...perhaps elsewhere...
ReplyDelete"...denial is a harsh mistress." Indeed. Excellent write. I've read Kubler-Ross in trying to understand depression. Your poem is both artful and insightful.
ReplyDeleteI think you meant "inevitable" instead of inventible. I love words and love to learn new ones, sorry if this appears somewhat odd but I looked your word up and it doesn't exist. I totally dug this, hope shattered is always painful.
ReplyDeletea lot of pain in the loss and pulling away of anything that was once filled with love....the word grief is all to real....bkm
ReplyDeletePotent write! Beautiful language paints a canvass that is coloured with sadness,loss, beauty and a lyrical free verse flow. Beautiful when read aloud as well. A compelling write that makes this reader want to delve into the writer that is you :)
ReplyDeleteinteresting that you included the swiss-american death scientist elisabeth kübler-ross - and yes i agree - grieving can be comforting...deep write
ReplyDeleteYour perspective on denial is interesting. "tattooing on the wall of a crumbling dream" is a great image. I haven't read Kubler-Ross so don't know if inventing the comfort of grief is from her writing or your thought, but makes one pause, and agree that in a certain way grief can be comforting.
ReplyDeleteThanks for visiting my place.
The comfort of grieving...great combination
ReplyDeleteWow,that's all I can say. powerful.
ReplyDeleteI love it when writers say things in new ways such as your "hemoglobin sunset." The images this one phrase evokes are powerful and unique and wonderfully vivid.
ReplyDelete"All that's left is the comfort of grieving"
ReplyDeleteGreat!
So good.
ReplyDeleteWow. That was powerful! I loved this style of your writing. You always impress and never disappoint!
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