Last Known Nest

A parking space for views, reviews and interviews. For essential experience and existential conveyance sharing one bumpy access road.

Thursday, April 15, 2021

Writing for new eyes!

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 To friends who have so patiently waited for the return to writing--i stagger under humility and apology--what does one say upon a trembling...
Monday, December 12, 2016

A Single Tear

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Upon returning from an ordinary shopping trip to the nearest other small town, I turned to my friend who was driving her car with great...
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Saturday, March 19, 2016

For Tomorrow Parting

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For Tomorrow, Parting She, the child, she, the universe. Oh soft loneliness. And her body, alone, again. Sorrow swells in h...
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Friday, March 18, 2016

Losing Your Tongue

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Losing Your Tongue Ici je raconte la soif des livres cracquelés, je pronounce les silences riches d’émotions contenues dans chaque ...
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Saturday, February 20, 2016

Dear Writer

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Dear writer, I am your reader, I have sorted your stories and I want you to take me to places where I have never been. You may have tol...
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Thursday, February 18, 2016

Sea Song French (le Chant de la Mer) spoken word.

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Here is the hastily translated version of the slow poem, Sea Song. Dagga Punishment ambient sound and nadine sellers (voice). l < ifr...
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Wednesday, February 17, 2016

Sea Song

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 Once in awhile words insist on dropping by, to settle on the mind and demand a page, an audience of one, an ear to come alive or simply to ...
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Loving the animal within nature , i love the nature in the animal self, i stretch the limits of mind, and challenge the edges of realism.
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