GoGo on a Page

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Location: Midwest, United States

"Power lines, my travlin' partner on this ride. Dripping, pulling - up and down, in this sing song, their lullaby blends with the swaying train. I curl myself into this journey; folding myself up into this pocket of time. Old familiars greet me - that swing set in the back yard, the ruins of an old church covered in new birth and old - mixed with unremembered newness." Journal Entry, October 13, 2005~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~All words are copyrighted by GoGo on a Page/gogoroku.

Friday, August 31, 2007

life in 3/4 time

Stenciled birds flying, sketched out in spray paint, the day plays out and here I am trying to find something to say. I’ve been absent on this page, letting life play out instead of feathering its edges with rhyme. This writer put down the pen and became the words.

Isn’t that what Rumi would say, go out in to the noisy street and be the noise! I find myself caught up in the triplets of my own rhythm, practicing the one lesson I’ve yet to master…let go and be…the noise.

Then there is this page. I’ve often thought if I came back to it, what would I write? Summer transpired to teach me that time always has her way and we can never stay when the seasons move us. And here I am sitting on the edge of summer, autumn’s horizon lapping at my ankles, and I am choosing to linger in her final moments of reprieve. I’m not ready to shed words for a season not quite done. There is something more she needs to teach me.


Thursday, August 16, 2007

back from 11 days of camping at MWMF


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