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terry-spear's picture
Oct.13.2013
Everything came together for me when I took these pictures, the soft lighting on an autumn day, the fall leaves coloring the bottom of the koi pool, the movement of the fish and the water, the reflection of the trees up above. When I uploaded them, I found some looked like paintings, surreal,...
sherrie-theriault's picture
Jun.29.2013
June 29       When I rise up and when I lay down       In order to be happy with you I have to learn to be happy without you.  I gasp at the pain of it and desperately wish that the above statement were not true, but alas, you are gone in a way that I can never...
sherrie-theriault's picture
Oct.14.2012
  October 14   MY MOON     I anticipate the crowning of your face as you birth the sky.  Your rhythmic visitation sates me.  The gravity of my need keeps you close.  The tide of my heart pulls you from shore to shore.  We live in the sweet ecstasy of tethered...
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Oct.10.2012
  October 10   ALSO A GIFT     Sadness is as life affirming as joy, but in the same way that people eat together but defecate alone, joy is encouraged in public and sadness is a private matter.  Happiness is embraced and discouragement relegated, even though personal...
sherrie-theriault's picture
Jul.09.2012
  July 9   SHIMMER     The water ruffles over metallic sheen, lap after lap screen the view, and still the gilt reflection shines in my eyes.  Hypnotic, the undulence pulls me near.  I stand on the edge, gaze, then gawk; I follow the underwater movements and iridescent...
sherrie-theriault's picture
Jun.11.2012
  June 11   BOTTLE THE ACID       My sponsor said to bottle the acid and so I did.  I sat back in smug reflection until the plumbing backed up.  I grabbed the fast solution and poured it down the drain.  My sponsor smiled as I learned the baser things will...
keiko-amano's picture
Jan.13.2012
      Through email, a friend of mine wrote that the weather in Japan has been very cold and dry for a month, and he has lost one of his goldfish in the beginning of the month. Since then, he has added some medicine and heater for the fish, and the rest of them have been recovering...
abha-iyengar's picture
Apr.11.2011
I sit in the space, on a boulder, hidden. The sound of the water flowing from a pipe into the pond is like a gurgle. I like it, it is said this is akin to the sound of the womb,  that is why we humans like to be near the sound, near water. The goldfish , large and orange and gold, had been spotted...
sherrie-theriault's picture
Jan.07.2011
  January 7     Dion     Everything in the world happened before I was born and the cinders sift through my fingers.  Accomplishing cohesion of the ashes is a goal I have not yet achieved.  Cremains precious but meager are a difficult building material, shifting due to...
sherrie-theriault's picture
Oct.11.2010
October 11         Ping Pong Balls and Possession   I keep an aquarium with a goldfish on my counter and sometimes he splashes my work proving to me that the thing I think I have contained often has a mind of its own.  I have heard that goldfish don’t remember much, but...