The increasing amount of SCA participation and practice included going to White shield tournament this last weekend. It was a good time.
In the beginning of my third round fight I had a moment where just about everything came together perfectly for...
This was an attempt to try something different, and I don't think it worked. Still, might as well post it.
When the new spirits slouched in, rotting riotous and surging silent
They brought a seeding spring, but all we noticed was poet...
bricks endless building tearing down right behind the home the tracks the workyard long fallen fallow like fields without government subsidy
time after slippage after the waters of the stream burbling on into summer haze sunburn traditions burning...
Yesterday I was a boulder, trying to love the chisel
Hoping to hold still, let you work me over unflinching
Getting lost in my cracks and fissures, to know myself
My lost parts, dust, hopeful for the wind
Today I become the tree, chosen and felled by...
