Portrait Photography: The Art of the Headshot

21 de Fevereiro de 2017, 5:12, por O LADO ESCURO DA LUA

Peter Hurley is a famous and an award-winning portrait photographer, and educator currently based between New York and Los Angeles.

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Hei-de trazer-te aqui

21 de Fevereiro de 2017, 5:10, por O LADO ESCURO DA LUA

Entre Les Mots

Hei-de trazer-te aqui para te mostrar
os pequenos barcos brancos
que levam o Verão desenhado nas velas
e trazem no bojo a alegria dos arquipélagos
onde se ama sem azedume nem pressa.
Aqui, temos a ilusão breve
de que os dias sabem a pólen
e esvoaçam nas asas das abelhas
como cartas eternamente sem resposta.

José Jorge Letria, in “Capela dos Ócios”

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Writing Challenge: Speak Out

21 de Fevereiro de 2017, 5:10, por O LADO ESCURO DA LUA

lovelyricism

man shouting in a bullhorn

Recently, I have been thinking a lot about the ‘discovery challenges’ hosted on WordPress.com . . . all of this because of an issue that I noticed I have been going through. I write poems and short stories with some ease, but when it comes to write an article about what I really feel about a personal subject—my mind blocks completely on what I should be writing, and I prefer to disregard these challenges, which, without doubt would have helped me a lot in every aspect of helping me in writing way more better than I do actually.

I feel that I am good at writing poetry and making up stories, but sadly I am unable to put in words my feelings concerning the realness of the world that surrounds me. I realized that it is difficult for me to express my feelings in writings, or to even give my own opinion on the aspect…

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Imagining the Divine Feminine…four poems by reader-poets in response to last Wednesday’s Writing Prompt

21 de Fevereiro de 2017, 5:09, por O LADO ESCURO DA LUA

THE POET BY DAY

These poets responded to last Wednesday’s Writing Prompt, which suggested imagining the divine feminine.

birther

o god
thou residest betwixt r and t

god s be thy name
birther of us all
mixmistress of galaxies
crecher of clusters
ovulatrix of ylem

thy mother’s care is in the dew
thy admonishment is in the don’t
and when we want to play in the woods of reckless fun
thou respondest “we’ll see”
which almost always means “fat chance”

thy human smartalecks speak of heat death
it is merely a pause
in thy menopause
and soon thou’lt bake us cosmic cookies again

thanks for Ever
y
Thing,
maman

GARY BOWERS (One With Clay) Born August 30, 1954, Daniel Freeman Memorial Hospital, Inglewood, California. Artist since the age of 2-1/2 (“Portrait of the Artist’s Mother with Ten Snaky Fingers”). Poet since the age of seven (“I was walking…