i am stronger than a sepik crocodile, more cunning than gideon's three hundred, more powerful than david's five stones, brighter than the thunderbolts of zeus. i can change lives, resolve injustice, reverse poverty, inspire hearts and minds, connect kindred souls. i can make laughter and inspire singing, persuade lovers to find each other, strangers to make friends, and enemies to make peace. i can move mountains.
---Patricia Raybon, My First White Friend---

9.09.2007

i heart autumn.

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we have a beautiful
mother
her hills
are buffaloes
her buffaloes
hills.

we have a beautiful
mother
her oceans
are wombs
her wombs
oceans.

we have a beautiful
mother
her teeth
the white stones
at the edge
of the water
the summer
grasses
her plentiful
hair.

we have a beautiful
mother
her green lap
immense
her brown embrace
eternal
her blue body
everything
we know.

alice walker

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-on my nightstand-


  • engaging the powers
    by walter wink


  • west wind
    poems and prose poems
    by mary oliver


  • dreams of my father
    a story of race and inheritance
    by barack obama


  • the artist's way
    a spiritual path to higher creativity
    by julia cameron