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Map of a Woman’s Heart
this morning the child I carry
is made of salt
dawn reveals white scallops
exposes this small form
the salt gatherer collects precious deposits
distilled at water’s edge
knows – what to offer how deep to scrape
what to receive what to leave behind
my boat drifts gently away from white cliffs
I travel back into treeless steppes
this strange companion welcome in winter
Maps and visual journals resonate with my interest in synthesis and layering. This project explores the terrain of women’s experience. […]
Collaboration with Andy Zadrozny, musician, resulted in this new composition …a conversation between voice and double bass. Each movement contains a series […]
this morning the child I carry is made of salt dawn reveals white scallops exposes this small form the salt […]
If poems offer a direct experience when much is at a distance…if poems spark, leap to create fresh, unexpected connections […]
To share breath the Maori press noses startle with intimate unflinching gaze for this welcoming ceremony the whole night […]