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The Women Who Write Birds
(after Eliot Weinberger)
Some myths arrive like ink on water - momentary, reflective, impossible to hold. A meditation on creation & the invisible life of words.
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The Way, the Truth, & the Light
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The Way, the Truth, and the Light
Set in ancient Sumeria, a priestess, a jar, a path worn by dusk. Five quiet steps through myth & dust.
Gates of Intuition
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A mythic haiku series in the voice of EnheduannaβSumerian priestess, poet, and translator of divine moods.
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π Art: DALLΒ·E
The Ember Path
A visual haiku journey through embered memory, unspoken vows, and the inheritance of silence.
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The Sea that Grew the Whale
A quiet piece about release, transformation, and the deep work of holding.
Before the Garden, i
This painting and piece of writing vividly reimagines the biblical figure of Lilith as a primordial force of independence and resilience. Emerging from the Abyss, she is portrayed not as a creation but as an equal, embodying untamed energy and defiance. This is the start of a longer series of fictionalised writing, reworking biblical myths.
I Gave Him My Cloak
"He did not look like a prophet. He looked like a man forgotten by both land and water."
A quiet offering.
A tide that erases.
A moment that stays.
π I Gave Him My Cloak is a poem about compassion without expectation, shaped by the rhythm of the sea and the presence of a stranger.
The Watcher in the Eucalyptus
A lone figure emerges beneath the eucalyptus canopy, reaching toward something unseen. A crow perches above, watching in silent understanding. This AI-generated illustration captures the ethereal, mythic essence of βThe Watcher in the Eucalyptus.β