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If you’ve been following me on Twitter (@aurinth), you probably have heard me rambling on about a new venture of mine, among other things. While I do so love to engage myself in the written word, I also have a passion for photography – you’ve undoubtedly seen bits and pieces of my work scattered here [...]

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Feathered summer bright In taloned march sing madness Death—one season’s end. A piece for this week’s edition of One Shoot Sunday. There’s no interview by me (had a couple weeks off, you know?), but several lovely prompt choices to select from a generous old friend of One Stop: Fee Easton. You may remember my earlier [...]

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Yesterday, you may have noticed I posted a poem for One Shot Wednesday. Nothing out of the ordinary in that, and certainly unorthodox. Those among my commenters section, however, may have noticed that I have not, as my usual goodly self would have, traveled to your blogs in turn for a comment or a quality [...]

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Rotted regality recompense Take wing and take heed beneath the sunlit— Spotlights? Well they never did Reveal nothing anyhow Save empty chairs and broken sets Where bands play in flat, The fat ghosts singing cabaret Behind dilapidated careers, Writ grandiose in neon letters Somewhere between dignity and destiny. * My submission to this week’s edition [...]

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Last week, if you weren’t aware, we here in Michigan experience a little phenomenon we like to call “Fake Spring.” It wouldn’t say it’s commonplace, but it happens often enough that while we are still terribly confused by its appearance, I doubt there’s anyone out there really protesting at this point. So what is fake [...]

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This is, notwithstanding, the twilight fading hour– all gold things brown with age and light; no more. * My latest contribution to the wonderful One Shot Poetry Wednesdays! The style used here is known as Cinquain, a five-line stanza form containing twenty-two syllables, in the sequence: 2, 4, 6, 8, 2. The form was invented [...]

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  We laid the foundation of our hearts And spread beneath an open sky Where neither walls nor whims Knew limitation to licentious surrealism; The clouds, like little rabbits framed Running through the soul, Stood as libation In silent spring.   Weeds rack the roots, No resurgence in the recalcitrant puberty, Midst rustled horses and [...]

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  It is a rush—world— Nothing holds not still above the Colored creations of memory. Years in the making the foundations Sound and solid arise yet Time bleeds into the framework, The tumble of tumultuous tints tingeing like Rainbows bursts of blown out washers – We don’t forget, but the lines they Blush against the [...]

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This is the second part, the conclusion, to what shall henceforth be known as “The Snowpocalypse” Photo Essay for good old Lansing, Michigan. All of the following are from the morning after the storm. Things were still flaking around then, but nothing more really accumulated. By this point in the day, snow plows hadn’t yet [...]

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I’m sure you all heard the hype this week: Snow. Snow! SNOW! It was on everyone’s lips – at least across the Midwest. Even Twitter succumbed to a frenzy of fun names for it: “Snowpocalypse,” “Snomageddon,” “Snowprah’s Big Giveaway,” and the like. Weather.com predicted up to 16 inches rolling across my own fair section of [...]

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