Something like a hootenanny. Hi, thanks for reading and please sign up at my new site where you can here me read and sing along with this post! Just go here: https://maryannpetersen.substack.com/ Here is the post without me reading and singing: I just rode my bike to a street fair to fight capitalism. Promote socialism.… Continue reading Kum Ba Yah
Tag: art
What are you responding to?
My friend loaned me a washboard to play with. The Zing King, Lingerie washboard: “do not rub hard, the board will do the work,” is printed on the front. This is the best thing that’s happened to me in months. I guess I’ve always wanted to play a washboard. We are making songs about voting.… Continue reading What are you responding to?
Act in favor with all sentient beings
Is there life to it? Does it lead to love? How is that for a couple of good questions? A project? A move? A relationship? What does it feel like when you consider these questions? I learned about these queries through a Quaker study group. I don’t know if Quakers invented it, but they brought… Continue reading Act in favor with all sentient beings
Notes from Canada
They sit, walk laps, read Ferry carries passengers Standing in the wind I traveled to Canada last week with my girlfriend. Haven’t been there since, oh, about 1983. Smoke and fire give way Three hours up the freeway Gray clouds bursting rain I meant to get back there sooner. Someday much sooner. “When is someday… Continue reading Notes from Canada
From email to poem
This is what happened when I wrote an email to a friend. He turned my words into this poem: body aches and spirit moaning, in the name not of love, but of dodge and shame, held back, or only allowed to burn in the same fields how can we nurture and flow transform resentment into… Continue reading From email to poem
Be slightly ridiculous
I don’t know if I’ve mentioned it, but I pick up sticks. I collect them. I see them everywhere. Usually they are on the ground. I don’t go around poaching live branches off trees. Some of the best places to find them are on the borders and edges of reservoirs. Roots, limbs, branches, and even… Continue reading Be slightly ridiculous
Signs that speak
Making signs has become a passion of mine. It involves words, discarded wood, and sticks. I can do it outside and inside. It’s expressive and involves color choices. I like it. The following is my latest group of signs and their stories. The devotion sign had to be made because I kept saying devotion in… Continue reading Signs that speak
Horse poem
Breath by Horse The elevator drops down centuries deep, below cured manure through the soft round belly Deep breathes of peace flare through velvet horse nostrils cool inhale hot exhale each breath grasps the heavens takes it down, pulses it through the dirt Mary Ann Petersen 2016