September 22, 2011
Poems, Memoir, Fiction, Essays.
Love. Reality. Magic. What's the difference?
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I've been trying to grasp the mentality (and intention) of those scribes who wrote down Genesis, and were the first general audience publishers to create a book title. A writer's group facilitator once asked, "If you could meet one character from literature, who would that be?" My answer, "Eve." In the original, her name is Eesha, or Woman. Historically, this word is coeval with or precedes other English associative transliterations: Isis, Ishtar, Astarte, Easter, Esther, Estrus, She, Astra, Star, Her . . .
What do I hope to achieve? Just even once, that nakedness would put on the clothes of my art - that essences real and magic break out through words I write to express that most successful fugitive from the dictionaries whose synonym, if she has one, is love.
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