I did this and a couple other things purposely towards having them for postcard fronts. I’m doing World Peace Poetry Postcards and combining it with National Haiku Month and, for lack of a better title, “People, are you crazy??? Do … Continue reading →
I went to the post office for some back up postcard and international stamps. Gave away my first button in my personal project of giving out buttons to people I meet. Had some breakfast. Went grocery shopping (oooh pot roast … Continue reading →
Then what is good? The obsessive interest in human affairs, plus a certain amount of compassion and moral conviction, that first made the experience of living something that must be translated into pigment or music or bodily movement or poetry … Continue reading →
Tonight as I was leaving work, I was chatting with another co-worker (also in the “older” bracket of my worksite) about stuff. I was telling him what my next month’s goals were – world peace poetry postcards, sent also to … Continue reading →
So yelling big-wig (ha! ha!), not on my watch. Continue reading →
There is no chance, no destiny, no fate, that can circumvent or hinder or control the firm resolve of a determined soul.
