Christine Klocek-Lim | only slightly surprised

Time 2020-10-17 09:03:28

Web Name: Christine Klocek-Lim | only slightly surprised

WebSite: http://christinekloceklim.com

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How to Hustle No, I m not talking about the dance (although the Hustle remains my very favorite), I m talking about writing! I ve started writing again, because I want my voice to be heard in this world. Isn t that what writers do? No matter what else I am, editor, housewife, mother, chronically ill person, artist, I m also and always a writer.So, I m writing short, personal narrative essays, and I hope to publish them in various places. Poetry is still part of my heart, and I m sure I will write some poems again sometime, but for now I m concentrating on other things.Here is my profile on Medium: https://medium.com/@christinekloceklimAnd yes, I am still writing novels as Erin M. Leaf. Hopefully I will also find time to work on that sci-fi short story I ve already written. It needs revision, but I love the concept. We will see what happens this year.I m also working on some jewelry that I hope to sell on Etsy, as soon as I find the time to set all that up. Do you like my kitty button pendant? I m making more! From vintage buttons!That s all for now. Peace out. Autumn skies redux Four years ago I posted about loving this season, so much so that my first website was called November Sky. And then I began publishing Autumn Sky Poetry, and Autumn Sky Poetry DAILY. This year I m taking a break from publishing and trying to focus on writing and photography. Here are a few of this year s autumn photos and a poem I wrote in 2005:   Strange Violet Behind Trees—after Wolf KahnThe house hides in dusk’s spangled purples.It’s hard to see such colors, capricioustones barely there once night has almostsucked the light from the forest.And silhouetted trees rear upas I walk, interrupt the horizon,their dry leaves muttering imprecationsin the magenta gleam of twilight.You have gone and I must be careful:the path has faded to mere shadowand I can no longer understandthe exuberance of a leaf twistingin the breeze. How does autumn tangleeverything so elegantly, as when crimsonreplaces the decorous sheen of green?Such willful ambiguity. I walk steadily.The soft retreat of chlorophyll asks uselessquestions. The mother tree sleepsand misses the violet whoop of fall,the overlapping dive of it all.By now night has stolentwilight’s indescribable glow.Our house has quietly slidinto an atmospheric blur.There is nothing more to see.My darling, the violet has disappearedand I’m not yet home but I can still feelthe brittle slump of frost behind the trees.—first published on About.com Ask the Editor at Evernight Publishing s 7th BirthdayCelebration!

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