Born to Ask Questions
Kadena
- Location
- California, US
- Birthday
- January 01
- Bio
- "So long as you write what you wish to write, that is all that matters; and whether it matters for ages or only for hours, nobody can say. But to sacrifice a hair of the head of your vision, a shade of its colour, in deference to some Headmaster with a silver pot in his hand or to some professor with a measuring-rod up his sleeve, is the most abject treachery."- Virginia Woolf
MY RECENT POSTS
- Not the Divorce Boat
July 22, 2011 01:17PM - As You Know, I Was Born in
Hong Kong
January 29, 2010 03:36AM - Sleeping in the Forest
January 19, 2010 02:01AM - Spanking
January 08, 2010 04:11PM - Wrong Dress At The Wrong
Party. Part 2
January 04, 2010 11:57PM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “Yup, you got
it.
Thanks for your
comment, its the first posting
since Jan
2010
and…”
July 22, 2011 01:50PM - “Hope by "other" coast
you are not referring to LA.
Although
the "b…”
July 22, 2011 12:56PM - “Sweet. Funny how songs
can bring back such strong
feelings.
Yesterday, I was
list…”
July 22, 2011 12:43PM - “good luck on that
"other" thing.
K”
March 18, 2010 02:00AM - “I started really being
able to write when I decided
not to
show my work to
people…”
March 18, 2010 01:54AM
Kadena's Links
Not the Divorce Boat
Eric, our trip leader, asked, “How far do you want to go? We can take out at French Bar or Del Loma.”
“What’s the difference?” I asked, I can never remember these things.
“For/… Read full post »
As You Know, I Was Born in Hong Kong
This is a story a friend told me. I tried to get her tone as well as I could.
As you know, I was born in Hong Kong. My father was a merchant and my mother took care of me and my brother and sister. We lived in
… Read full post »Sleeping in the Forest
I spend a lot of time sleeping in the forest. One night, on the Umpqua in Oregon, I heard a tree fall, felt the earth shake. No one else woke up or remembered hearing it in the morning. At dawn I awoke again to the first bird and waited, without moving,… Read full post »
Spanking
It was Thanksgiving at my parents house. My brother and his wife and their son, Pete, were sitting at one end of the table with my father. My husband and I were sitting at the other end with my mother. There was no plan to set up camps at each end… Read full post »
Wrong Dress At The Wrong Party. Part 2
A Newbie Reviews Her Position on OS (cont.)
or “Maybe This Blog Will Be Called Endless Digressions.”
We left off on my last post with the image of OS writers sitting naked at their respective desks and I am having trouble getting away from the image of… Read full post »
Avoiding the Wrong Dress at the Wrong Party.
A Newbie Reviews Her Position on OS
This is NOT a post written to complain about OS, au contraire, I am very happy to be a beginner here!
My Christmas present to all my friends is a calendar with 12 of my favorite photographs printed… Read full post »
Rapture (not THE Rapture, please)
Rapture.
Standing above the river on a rock,
watching the bottle green water falling.
Leaning against desire,
then giving up the struggle.
The long instant of falling -
Easy falling -
flying.
A hollow thud as… Read full post »
Santa and the Tooth Fairy
My daughter and I had lots of fun with the Tooth Fairy. Instead of dropping a quarter in return for a tooth, I wrote a letter from the Tooth Fairy explaining what she did with the tooth and thanking my daughter for the contribution to the collection. It was lots of… Read full post »
An Unsentimenal Love Story
Early Summer –
We have a pair of Chickadees nesting in a small hole in the stucco next to a floodlight mounted near our back door. I have been enjoying listening to the babies squawking when the parents arrive with food. I have also been digging up my yard… Read full post »
Three Times My Life Has Opened by Jane Hirshfield
http://www.bookrags.com/studyguide-mylifehasopened/poem.html
"A woman in love with winter" I am not. In winter I become slothful and put on weight which I burn off as quickly as possible by freezing my feet in rivers of snow-melt in the spring.
We went to the Eel River th
… Read full post »Poetry by Pablo Neruda
Poetry by Pablo Neruda
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/poetry-2/My first thought is that I am not a passionate person --that writing doesn't inflame me--infuriate, yes, but flames? passion?--no. I am a cool person, cold feet in so many ways. Unwilling to be consumed by anything
… Read full post »The Treasure’s Nearness by Rumi
I belong to a writing group with a process that begins with reading a poem and then writing whatever comes to mind for 40 minutes. This is what I wrote after reading the poem:
The Treasures Nearness
by Rumi
My dad was teaching me how to shoot. He had… Read full post »
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