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What I See
soulschool jigsaw working a puzzle,(over)thinking, and seeingonly sky pieces —dotty seiter ===== ===== Notes about poem and art:• “soulschool jigsaw” gave me a bit of a runaround. I drafted and revised and tweaked and rewrote, trying to discover exactly what it was I wanted to say while also adhering to traditional haiku format in this… Continue reading
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Ever a Student
soulschool teacher —with thanks to meg for shared recall we’re in maineat my folks’ house, partof a gatheringof extended family. come nightfalldave and i sharethe pull-out couchin the piano room.meg, aged maybe 11 or 12,spreads a sleeping bag a few feet awayon the floor. we enter sleepdeeply in our makeshift bedroomin this home away from homeattuned to its… Continue reading
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Local Color
this planet, this single illimitable organism he is damariscotta, the place of many fish, the estuary where fresh and saltwater meet and life begins. he is the protesteron the bridge above the riveron a frigid midwinter morning, toes and fingers numb,standing up for democracy with others.he is the local bridge troll, stepping into each protester’sspace… Continue reading
My Story
In 2014, I grab an unexpected opportunity to paint.
To make art.
I get hooked.
In 2015 I start a blog—a diary of my creative practice.
I post my paintings and their stories. The good, the bad, the ugly.
In 2025 I begin writing poetry and include a poem and painting in each post.
My compass points: shake hands with fear, be playful, get messy, trust my gut.
