Gaia Jane
@gaiajane
Disabled poet and artist. Mover and shaker. American roots music enthusiast. Understands with the heart. Every Place on the Map bit.lie/3IUmzpk Poetry Foundation bit.ly/3BydKOn
People outgrow Trent. And they outgrow Pretty Hate Machine too. And it’s an astonishing day when that happens. But we still support the aesthetic, the vibe, and everything about it. It’s just not for us anymore. The death of all things petty. One thing we like: He stayed alive. #NIN
Congratulations to my friend Petra Kuppers who has the Poem of the Day at the Poetry Foundation!
What public safety can learn from the kink community. And what that might have to do with our spiritual evolution as whole. The power of correct and appropriate information to restore choice points in the course of a human life. Something essential, but how do we put it into practice? Well…
Something learned from the queer and kink communities. Let’s work on identifying perpetrators so we can make each other safer. And preserve the power of choice.
Amherst is a crime scene. The artist tags by night— they simply call her Belle.
"Evil is unspectacular and always human, and shares our bed and eats at our own table." W.H. Auden #photography #poetry
I was watching this video of a woman drawing in a highly perspectivized style. At times the cityscape seams dimensional and real, but you can’t touch it. Thinking of this man I spent a year talking to online. My imagination is good and at times his presence seemed real to me. I couldn’t hold him.
Pride is the month we congratulate God for creating such beauty in the world.
Sometimes you have to push someone away from you with all the love in your heart. Or at least make sure they’re not anywhere near you when you come in to your glory and power. Because they can’t handle it.
It’s all about surrendering things back to their natural place. So we can have what the Mother Earth wants for us. And then wants they’re there we can go, “okay um… how do I help it along from here?”
Hey wow well funny this should come up. Today like every other day I am absolutely gobsmacked by Rosalia.
"The questions to ask of any creation are: What’s the dream dimension in this? How good is the forebrain thinking, but also how good is the dream here? Where’s the dance in it, and how good is that?” Les Murray, The Art of Poetry No. 89