the music of what happens
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About: "There are the mud-flowers of dialect
And the immortelles of perfect pitch
And that moment when the bird sings very close
To the music of what happens." - Seamus Heaney, "Song"

“And this our life, exempt from public haunt,
Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks,
Sermons in stones, and good in everything.” —William Shakespeare, As You Like It

"Y este oficio de escribir. Veo por espejo, en oscuridad. Presiento un lugar que nadie más que yo conoce. Canto de las distancias, escucho voces de pájaros pintados sobre árboles adornados como iglesias." - Alejandra Pizarnik, "La noche, el poema"

24, Hispanic. Originally from Albuquerque, now based in Boston.

I'm a writer (poet/fantasist) and interdisciplinary artist (visual art, theatre, violin/fiddle). I have the best job: making collaborative art to promote social justice. I teach tennis and like turtles. :)

MFA in Creative Writing (Poetry) from Boston University, BFA in Art Studio (Sculpture) and BA in English (Creative Writing) from the University of New Mexico.

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It is true, as someone has said, that in
A world without heaven all is farewell.
Whether you wave your hand or not,

It is farewell, and if no tears come to your eyes
It is still farewell, and if you pretend not to notice,
Hating what passes, it is still farewell.

“Not all those who wander are lost”- J.R.R. Tolkien

“Not all those who wander are lost”- J.R.R. Tolkien

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In a description hollowed out of hollow-bright,
The artificer of subjects still half night.

It matters, because everything we say
Of the past is description without place, a cast

Of the imagination, made in sounds;
And because what we say of the future must portend,

Be alive with its own seemings, seeming to be
Like rubies reddened by rubies reddening.

Wallace Stevens, closing lines to section V of “Description Without Place,” The Collected Poems of Wallace Stevens (Vintage Books, 1990)

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Rima Dadenji, Librairie Eug. Rossignol, rue de l’Odéon, Paris, 2014


Rima Dadenji, Librairie Eug. Rossignol, rue de l’Odéon, Paris, 2014

“Poetry should strike the reader as a wording of ones own highest thoughts, and appear almost a remembrance.”John Keats, from [On Axioms and the Surprise of Poetry: Letter to John Taylor, 27 February 1818], The Letters of John Keats, ed. H. Buxtom Forman (Reeves & Turner, 1895)

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"Arya had always been harder to tame."


"Arya had always been harder to tame."

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“When Suzie introduced Helen, she told the audience that one of the best things about books is that they are an interactive art form: that while the author may describe in some detail how a character looks, it is the reader’s imagination that completes the image, making it his or her own. “That’s why we so often don’t like movies made from books, right?” Suzie said. “We don’t like someone else’s interpretation of what we see so clearly.” She talked, too, about how books educate and inspire, and how they soothe the soul-“like comfort food without the calories,” she said. She talked about the tactile joys of reading, the feel of a page beneath one’s fingers; the elegance of typeface on a page. She talked about how people complain that they don’t have time to read, and reminded them that if they gave up half an hour of television a day in favor of reading, they could finish twenty-five books a year. “Books don’t take time away from us,” she said. “They give it back. In this age of abstraction, of multitasking, of speed for speed’s sake, they reintroduce us to the elegance-and the relief!-of real, tick-tock time.” —Elizabeth Berg, Home Safe (via observando)
“People aren’t either wicked or noble. They’re like chef’s salads, with good things and bad things chopped and mixed together in a vinaigrette of confusion and conflict.”Lemony Snicket, The Grim Grotto (via wordsnquotes)

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