abrakadabra into this evening, this evening of mist and silvery-grey clouds abrakadabra flies the crow, the big, big, crow, can you see it – ? no you can’t, it’s made of stuff you can’t touch but it’s there, can you feel it – ? aaah, yes, abrakadabra the evening crow with its big wings, and… Continue reading oh! it’s poetry month!
oh boy, i haven’t posted in ages! let’s have some random stuff here then: stuff #1 – we are on vacation in arizona right now – on our last leg, in a tiny place called congress, which is close to wickenburg with the huge population count of 5,000. supposedly, wickenburg is known for its fancy… Continue reading miscellaneous thoughts – addiction, books, and new years resolutions
today i had the honour of moderating the weekly mental health and social media chat (“#mhsm”) on twitter. these are always such interesting conversations! our topic today was “creativity and the arts”. here is a slightly abridged transcript: moritherapy: welcome to the weekly #mhsm chat about #mentalhealth and social media. today’s topic: creativity and the… Continue reading creativity and mental health – a twitter chat
for blog action today, october 15, 2010, i am posting 15 water poems in 15 hours. this is the last one: moon is slender and sober is my meal. grey cloth and scrubbed wood. silence. afterwards water runs quietly over the plate. by isabella mori Change.org|Start Petition
for blog action today, october 15, 2010, i am posting 15 water poems in 15 hours. this is number 14: by your waterfall these birds, at dusk, sigh, fluff their feathers, nestle their beaks close to their chest. early spring: moon guides blossom dust into their dreams. by isabella mori Change.org|Start Petition
for blog action today, october 15, 2010, i am posting 15 water poems in 15 hours. this is number 13: only this apple knows why it is necessary to snicker with the cold falling rain: cold falling rain, could it be that i’m your sister? cold falling rain, brimming over with goose pimples that the… Continue reading blog action day: water poem #13
slow rain on tired tulips; waxing moon rising. clouds make me sleepy. for blog action today, october 15, 2010, i am posting 15 water poems in 15 hours. Change.org|Start Petition
i drink wine. your water is heavy. i feel light with merlot in my veins. you feel light with nothing in your stomach. my limbs grow heavy; a thick blanket waits for me. your water is heavy. your mother waits for you to cook and fetch and carry and mend. you live there. i live… Continue reading blog action day: water poem #11