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So far Phyllis Stowell has created 89 blog entries.

GOLDIE

2018-07-25T11:05:07-07:00

I am already on my knees. It is the best way to dig weeds out of  dry garden soil. Sweat coils down my neck.  My tongue plays with grit between [...]

GOLDIE2018-07-25T11:05:07-07:00

APERTURE

2018-04-24T15:10:09-07:00

How to begin but at the end after rising too early roaming the house replacing whatever in dreamtime was displaced an empty water glass a book splayed open on its [...]

APERTURE2018-04-24T15:10:09-07:00

An Apostle

2018-04-24T15:11:21-07:00

Mary mother of James Salome and Mary Magdalene looking down into the chamber where the body had lain saw two angels or one whose countenance was like lightning or Magdalene [...]

An Apostle2018-04-24T15:11:21-07:00

EINSTEIN’S KNOT

2018-04-01T14:24:15-07:00

On a sailboat adrift in fog at midnight no food no drink no matter absorbed in yet another calculus his thought not lost but entangled not feeling the endless rocking [...]

EINSTEIN’S KNOT2018-04-01T14:24:15-07:00

Her Dream

2018-04-01T14:06:43-07:00

Her dream searching for her horse   both fields empty How bereft her look   bereft and burdened by question – how hold emptiness? How endure when mind disrupts instinctual rest and [...]

Her Dream2018-04-01T14:06:43-07:00

Asked to climb high risers

2018-01-20T13:59:45-07:00

Asked to climb high risers up to Zapotec's pyramid plaza I opt for resting by Jaguar's stony paws Asked to stand in line an hour or two to view Oaxaca's [...]

Asked to climb high risers2018-01-20T13:59:45-07:00

A Door Open

2017-12-17T12:41:03-07:00

Branches at the window, like someone told the apricot, speak to the house. We can be roused only by an energetic wind. Wind, earlier you came in intervals and I [...]

A Door Open2017-12-17T12:41:03-07:00

A fragment of day

2017-12-17T12:42:32-07:00

A fragment of day batters my brain with its broken maul Like a dream not body-born core-deep tolling calls worshipers at noon calling them home Unbelievably we trust what has [...]

A fragment of day2017-12-17T12:42:32-07:00

I am the voice

2017-11-09T10:00:52-07:00

I am the voice the city no longer hears the comings and goings that stir no dust I am the candle flame I did not ignite the moonless garden I [...]

I am the voice2017-11-09T10:00:52-07:00

Why no tears?

2017-10-04T16:04:29-07:00

Well Phyllis   why no tears? What miscue steadies you? What prompts you to catch each moment at the crest? You ride it   this great final wave a surfer loving the [...]

Why no tears?2017-10-04T16:04:29-07:00
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