Tagged with marlene kelly

What Comes After the End of Wanting?

What Comes After the End of Wanting?

Ever since I can remember, I’ve had a crush on someone. Some scruffy-haired blonde boy, the quiet kind tall guy, the bad boy, the good guy with a girlfriend, the drummer, the alcoholic, the electrician, the chef, the poet–there’s always been a place for these dreamy, hope-filled feelings to land. Whether we dated or not, … Continue reading

Inside You Is an Ocean

Inside You Is an Ocean

Everyone and everything has its purpose. No two people are on the exact same path. There are no accidents. If someone wants to self-destruct, No matter what you may try, You cannot stop this. Something deep inside is propelling their need. Something deep inside of you may see what it is that blocks them. But … Continue reading

The Geology of Change: A Poem for Rock

The Geology of Change: A Poem for Rock

You speak between the lines, A secret to decode. No sense of where to stand, But in between, there is something like love. The flint, the spark, the flame, Lava’s liquid sharpness, Igneous, formed from fire. You sweat, but we do not burn. Adrenaline buzzed with fever, I held you wet in my arms. Sick with … Continue reading

Why Food Is the New Rock ‘n’ Roll

Why Food Is the New Rock ‘n’ Roll

There’s a resurgence going on in America. Organic. Local-food culture. Farm-to-table.  Chefs are celebrities. Reality cooking and baking shows are on every cable channel. Food is the new rock ‘n’ roll. I am a rock chick at heart. I worked in record stores when they were still called record stores. I worked for a music … Continue reading

A New Lease on Life

A New Lease on Life

I didn’t even know how much I needed it until it arrived. (Well, that’s not exactly true.) I was crossing my fingers and toes that I would get good news, but I was preparing myself for the worst just in case. “Just in case” may feel like a denial of hope in a given situation. … Continue reading

Finding the Power of Being Quiet

Finding the Power of Being Quiet

“Our culture made a virtue of living only as extroverts. We discouraged the inner journey, the quest for a center. So we lost our center and have to find it again.” -Anais Nin While sitting alone in a little restaurant in Tivoli to finish reading Susan Cain’s book about introverts, my quiet afternoon was interrupted … Continue reading

The Shadow at My Feet

The Shadow at My Feet

Oh Sufi curled up sleeping next to me, You have filled my home With meows and yowls, And the patter of paws Running up and down the stairs. Shadow at my feet, In two short months, You have changed my life. Seven pounds purring on my shoulder, nibbling at my nose And licking my chin. … Continue reading