difficulties, humor, life, poem, poetry, strife

Get Out of My Face: Wonder Still Exists in This Space

One's getting braces, while the others are doing Lord knows what. Scratching this person's face, hitting that one's butt. Giving her a thrust, cashing him in on a bust. This one wants to be left alone, that one demands a phone. She says, "Get out of my face." He says, "You're all in my space."… Continue reading Get Out of My Face: Wonder Still Exists in This Space

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Pleasing or Plundering Perspectives

I can't tell what has had the weightier influence in what I'm about to say, being a philosopher or being a parent. Not that that makes a difference. Maybe it does. I don't know. I've been grading like mad, while doing a million other things over the past few days. Today was the climax of… Continue reading Pleasing or Plundering Perspectives

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Radiant Paragon of Beauty

I was doing a photo shoot during the sound check for "Femme Fatale," performed by the YAO (Young Artist Orchestra), a part of the DYAO (Denver Young Artist Orchestra). Lily Chang © 2018 Hearing and watching young musicians preparing for the first big concert of the season was inspiring and wonderful. It was a joy… Continue reading Radiant Paragon of Beauty

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Do the Doing

Not doing anything is a choice inasmuch as doing something is. And, choices come with consequences. *** The past couple of weeks, everything having to do with writing and publishing has frustrated me to no end. The road is long. Even when writing, rewriting, writing, writing, and some more writing have taken place, the fear… Continue reading Do the Doing

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The Piano Teacher that Changed My Life

Her name is Ms. Carter. That's the name I was told to call her, when I was five. And that's what I've called her ever since. If you've been following my blog posts, you might remember me talking about taking piano lessons early on in life, such as in Beyond Competing and Winning. She's not… Continue reading The Piano Teacher that Changed My Life

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Fragmented Beauty

Sometimes the impact occurs fairly early in life. One of my children struggled with sight. I was convinced severe nearsightedness wasn't the only issue at hand. True, she couldn't identify anything that was merely a yard away. But, something in the reaction, her panic, sent off alarming sirens. An optometrist didn't figure out the problem.… Continue reading Fragmented Beauty