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Poetry

The horizon on a Sunday morning

I love the horizon on a sunday morning.i’ve waited a week for this softest of sights,her cloudy lids rising with silver eyeliner.She partied last night with a newly-made lover earthbut there is one thing she created on sunday:coffee– and it was only for me.I love the horizon on a sunday morning,the day the torch was passed.You…Continue readingThe horizon on a Sunday morning

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Dance

A Natural History by Catherine Tharin: Playful, Contemplative, Organic

What does it mean for a work of art to be ‘inspired by nature’? What does it mean for a work of art to be ‘organic’? I was stirred to contemplation of these core questions during the Soaking Wet series performance of A Natural History at the West End Theater, led by choreography from Catherine…Continue readingA Natural History by Catherine Tharin: Playful, Contemplative, Organic