kiana;thecliche

yes!

Wed, 17 Apr 2013 20:08:25 -0400

yes!

Feeding my lighthouse obsession!

Tue, 26 Mar 2013 17:12:58 -0400

Feeding my lighthouse obsession!

Poem to Kali 3/14/13

Fri, 15 Mar 2013 17:48:30 -0400

Ma,
You call to him with your tenderest voice and watch with predators eyes my feeble jealousy, knowing his other woman is a goddess whose dance swallows the whole earth in Her pulsing passion.
You formed me this way, your daughter, your darling, with snarled curls and a heart that burns to embers any man or child I touch, i’m only hoping I’ll remember You in some haunted lullaby buried deep within our flesh.
Even this is too soon engulfed by microbes and maggots, Your willing servants, in this rounded scale of time. We will be formed and crushed again at Your dancing whim.
Reflected in this grey-hued clime I see so many of Your vivid colors and curse the alchemy of sight. 1/64th of the whole is even too much sometimes.
Fine! Call him with clay words. Let him sculpt them with his sharpest mind. While I, with my migraine heart sense acutely his longing for you alone.
Ma,
I feel useless. With hands too small for sculpting, an ego garish and pompous as a hot air balloon, my fear of earth a fear of You, thinly veiled in a false and fevered passion for distance.
It may be raining now, as this face and fettered flesh are coated in drops of saltless tears from a sky dark as Your body- not nearly as vast or as bright.
I call and call, Your answer thick with coded silence and I dream I am a man who can please You again with my difference- hallowed by lightning and Your will.

Sanyal Productions: In My Craft or Sullen Art

Tue, 12 Mar 2013 13:29:14 -0400

Sanyal Productions: In My Craft or Sullen Art:

ayansanyal:

In my craft or sullen art
Exercised in the still night
When only the moon rages
And the lovers lie abed
With all their griefs in their arms,
I labor by singing light
Not for ambition or bread
Or the strut and trade of charms
On the ivory stages
But for the common wages
Of their most secret heart....

In my craft or sullen art, written in the late 1940’s by Dylan Thomas

Photo

Mon, 11 Mar 2013 17:49:33 -0400

Mary Oliver

Mon, 11 Mar 2013 17:45:01 -0400

Mary Oliver

Beautiful shot! Got me thinking about Artemis, my beautiful...

Mon, 11 Mar 2013 15:49:41 -0400

Beautiful shot! Got me thinking about Artemis, my beautiful Sagittarius mother, and a character in the story I’m writing who’s devoted to Krishna. Bhagavad Gita on the brain.

The Songwriter's Wife

Fri, 08 Mar 2013 22:00:45 -0500

The Songwriter's Wife:

Introduction to my new blog feature on literary and musical power couples, a little personal musing, more to come soon! Will be writing about Yoko Ono, Courtney love, Caitlin Thomas, and more!

spidermartini: Caitlin Thomas….infamous wife of Dylan...

Fri, 08 Mar 2013 15:16:19 -0500

spidermartini:

Caitlin Thomas….infamous wife of Dylan Thomas…posing naked for lesbian photographer Nora Summers.

Caitlin….after whom I inherited my middle name.

Caitlin Thomas for Nora Summers
This is a preview of my upcoming series on the relationships of creative people, a reflection on creativity, love, and madness.

"I know we’re not saints or virgins or lunatics; we know all the lust and lavatory jokes, and most of..."

Fri, 08 Mar 2013 15:12:04 -0500

“I know we’re not saints or virgins or lunatics; we know all the lust and lavatory jokes, and most of the dirty people; we can catch buses and count our change and cross the roads and talk real sentences. But our innocence goes awfully deep, and our discreditable secret is that we don’t know anything at all, and our horrid inner secret is that we don’t care that we don’t.”

- Dylan Thomas,
“The Love Letters of Dylan Thomas” (via your-madman)
Midway through Dylan Thomas biography, fascinated by his relationship with his wife Caitlin.

Pearl, of American Vampire by Scott Snyder

Tue, 05 Mar 2013 16:52:31 -0500

Pearl, of American Vampire by Scott Snyder

"He who seeks rest finds boredom. He who seeks work finds rest."

Sun, 03 Mar 2013 16:31:04 -0500

“He who seeks rest finds boredom. He who seeks work finds rest.”

- dylan thomas (via life-on-the-geek-side)

the FOUND Side of Lost: And death shall have no dominion

Sun, 03 Mar 2013 16:25:24 -0500

the FOUND Side of Lost: And death shall have no dominion:

foundsideoflost:

And death shall have no dominion.
Dead men naked they shall be one
With the man in the wind and the west moon;
When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone,
They shall have stars at elbow and foot;
Though they go mad they shall be sane,
Though they sink through the sea they shall…

And Death Shall Have No Dominion

Sanyal Productions: In My Craft or Sullen Art

Sun, 03 Mar 2013 16:17:20 -0500

Sanyal Productions: In My Craft or Sullen Art:

ayansanyal:

In my craft or sullen art
Exercised in the still night
When only the moon rages
And the lovers lie abed
With all their griefs in their arms,
I labor by singing light
Not for ambition or bread
Or the strut and trade of charms
On the ivory stages
But for the common wages
Of their most secret heart....

In an intense Dylan Thomas phase due to that poet husband of mine

Marissa at the Westside olympia food co-op, #olystreetstyle...

Sat, 26 May 2012 15:27:42 -0400

Marissa at the Westside olympia food co-op, #olystreetstyle #olympia #coopstyle

My favorite sketch from #olyphant figure drawing class.

Tue, 08 May 2012 13:05:38 -0400

My favorite sketch from #olyphant figure drawing class.

Heading to the swamp house to play a show!

Sat, 05 May 2012 22:31:07 -0400

Heading to the swamp house to play a show!

#oly

Thu, 03 May 2012 13:52:45 -0400

#oly

"I am not what I am; I am what I do with my hands."

Tue, 01 May 2012 15:28:54 -0400

“I am not what I am; I am what I do with my hands.”

- Louise Bourgeois

Lovely ladies at the procession of the species! #olystreetstyle

Tue, 01 May 2012 15:27:49 -0400

Lovely ladies at the procession of the species! #olystreetstyle