It was a cloudy day when my friend and I agreed to meet up. I had asked her if she would sit and chat with me about her artwork. Unfortunately, just after we grabbed our pastries and coffee, it began to sprinkle and we decided to head back to my house. Although I recorded our conversation, my dogs decided to be a handful – either trying to swipe our pastries, force us to play ball, or bark at imaginary invaders. This, amongst other things, made for a terrible recording, but still…a thoughtful, albeit distracting, conversation.
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Brick and Mortar Brought us Back
The other night I was invited to watch a friend present some poetry at a local bookshop. Every second Friday of every month the bookshop hosts a Poetry and Prose night where anyone can come and present their work. As I sat there listening to the thoughts, emotions, and personal stories of the lives of strangers, I started to hear a theme weave through the words of these writers. A theme of advocacy for human rights, environmental justice, and political cries against our current Federal administration, writ large.
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Where is the Silence?
Where did all of the silence go?
The world has grown so loud.
So noisy.
Where did the silent warrior go?
The screaming, the banging, the name calling.
The hurtful words and violence.
“You don’t care”, they say.
“You aren’t doing enough”, they shout.
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