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Stirling Davenport
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Writer, painter, nature lover
Writer, painter, nature lover

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Where are the women who have had to learn to be human?
One could say the body is a metaphor, but that’s not quite true It speaks and sings and dreams on its own And does its call and response on cue But the being is more than reflection New pathways in the mind That space behind the eyes awakened (Feeling safe,...
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Perspective
Time is so elastic, with a quality of kindness One can nestle into Wrapping oneself in the Infinite expanse of space She's very tall ... I glimpsed her once Presiding over the universe On a golden ribbon, sacred artery That flowed beneath her feet And in th...
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Koinonia
How we all change day to day, year to year. If I met the person I was sixty years ago, would I like her? Forty? Twenty? Yesterday? Talking with my seatmate on the plane I tapped into the universal language – Commonality is a lingua franca Last night on th...
Koinonia
Koinonia
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The Approach of Twilight
The slate blue clouds layer across the sky above the last remnants of gold clinging to the tops of the trees. It’s that melancholy time of day that I love so much. It reminds me of the summer after my freshman year of college, when I was walking on the law...
The Approach of Twilight
The Approach of Twilight
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Life
Life, this precarious walk the line muthafucker Life, a knife blade through the consciousness The oceanic plasma enfolding, obliterating self Life, that sweet notion of a hundred senses drawn into seven Life, the essence, the effervescence, the endless, the...
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Life
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Waking Meditation
The eerie morning restless came gently to my bed And pressed upon my heart three things Remember love and honor, and the shape of time Its ebb and flow, its worn remonstrance To be unencumbered And with this sinuous flower growing in my Heart-mind Dropping ...
Waking Meditation
Waking Meditation
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Just Out of Reach
In the cavern of dreams Reality is a chameleon Dancing every step To imagination's Soft guitar Our shadow self whispers, "Want to see my colors? I'll open my coat," We're dizzy Sitting where we are No perpendicular, Horizontal Wall or floor Frames or focuse...
Just Out of Reach
Just Out of Reach
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Ring of Fire Speaks
This could be inspiration for a short story or poem. Or maybe just time to have a cup of herbal tea and take some deep breaths. Today's news for January 22, 2018: 1) A 7.9 earthquake happened in the Gulf of Alaska, triggering a tsunami warning that thankfu...
Ring of Fire Speaks
Ring of Fire Speaks
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Inhabiting Light
In the interstitial membrane between externally driven activity and internal necessity, I find myself feeling like a new immigrant. Tears come to my eyes in spontaneous fellow feeling for all beings – from the lowliest insect to the most privileged human. ...
Inhabiting Light
Inhabiting Light
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Trust Is An Option
Anybody who knows me is aware that I have a phobia about driving in traffic. I'm great alone on a highway stretching into nowhere. Or better yet, a local street like this. But put me in a situation where I have to go somewhere new, be alert to street sig...
Trust Is An Option
Trust Is An Option
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