Tag Archives: dancing

Standing, Look to the End

When I was a girl, Swinburne became my favorite poet because his sounds and rhythms were headlong, and because I sensed a powerful erotic mystery behind his words. He was a publicly professed atheist, but his poems were so pagan … Continue reading

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Post Beltane

These have been some quietly eventful weeks. Afternoons remain peaceful since the loud neighbors backed down, and the peace has meant more to me than I once could have imagined. I have my entire day to work again. Things tend … Continue reading

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No End of Dancing Days

Whenever anyone tries to shut you down, you are touching something sensitive, and there is a reason for the negative response. And–having touched nothing that I can tell, the word-processing program I am writing this on just disappeared my cursor, … Continue reading

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Elder Lore

8 June 2014 The Elder Lore Tonight, while dancing, I entered a delicious state of carried-awayness, flinging my hands about and swaying my back and singing. My solar plexus lit up like the sky. I had discovered some new and … Continue reading

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