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Notes from Beverly talk after WTC, 9/11/01

These are notes from a Beverly call after World Trade disaster for our NY A C N group to consider: I spoke with Beverly yesterday, she has been thinking of us constantly and is sorry to not be more in touch; she’s pretty strung out about WTC herself. I wanted to see...

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REEL TALK: A Cinemoir

REEL TALK: A Cinemoir

REEL TALK: A Cinemoir of images, people and ideas by SPENCER MOON This book for the New Millennium is a genre-bending mélange that includes memoir with film and media history. There isn’t any other book like this one. This book combines the story of my life and my...

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Friday Night After The Show

It was the way I always wanted New York to be, the way I always envisioned my life here. Walking down a street after a performance, catching up with a group of dancers and their friends ambling along and being warmly greeted by them and told how much they liked my...

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Interview with Author Spencer Moon and his Biography

Interview with Author Spencer Moon and his Biography

HALLELUJAH TRUTH WITH SPENCER MOON AND HIS AUTOBIOGRAPHY! How exciting to see the ACN process come to fruition and bear fruit! Witnessing Spencer Moon read from his autobiography, "Reel Talk: A Cinemoir," was thrilling! He used the goal setting process and coaching of...

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What’s Yours?

Doesn’t everyone have a favorite grits story? My fondest grits memory is from a moment at age 8 when I saw my first grits tree in bloom. Delicate pale yellow blossoms gracefully cascaded down limber slender shoots extending from the sturdy central trunk. This was a...

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Ms. Cranky’s New Year’s Resolution

Ms. Cranky resolves in this sacred new year of 2012 to be extremely kind and sweet to people --- unless they walk into her bosom while reading their electronic devices. And, Cranky truly resolves to stop envying thin women, especially those monsters who sit right...

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Linda Saccoccio: Ancient Present

Linda Saccoccio: Ancient Present

Postures curved aching, troubled angles Inner tombs Mirrored walls Arches exquisite for fine extravagances Crowds of tourists European landmarks Versailles or St. Peter’s or… Voices and bodies that labored Laborers who caretake and visit General public in royal...

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Linda Saccoccio: Loosened Knots

Linda Saccoccio: Loosened Knots

Melancholic blazing day Loosened knots Trapped bunny-head balloon Released in a game Tempting the fatal Escapes the wistful child’s hand Atmosphere of devilish humor Draws it into oblivion Cobblestone curbing Art of Italian grandpa, Nonno Shoelaces untied Loose and...

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Linda Saccoccio: Eve

Linda Saccoccio: Eve

Deception, perception A broken glass A ruptured rib and rite Spared For Eve Basking nude in sun honey Where serpents and apples tempt Into or out of Paradise? A thermometer of time Hangs to torment Third eye vision Blocked Linear Rigid myth Bright, innocent, elegant...

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Linda Saccoccio: Rotations

Linda Saccoccio: Rotations

Colors, come together Like packs of wolves Or Italians in public spaces A market, cinema, or a bus Clustered, clinging, friction The space, air, is shared Unconditionally, unconsciously Howling, buzzing Rotating around the sun A bee circling a lily on a pond Nectar...

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The Teacher and the Tattoo by Amirh Bahati

About five nights ago I was talking to two neighborhood young people, a guy and his girlfriend. I hadn’t seen them in a while and they spotted me outside, so we stood in the cold and caught up on things. The conversation soon turned to tattoos – her father had spotted...

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Mountain Lake Wedding by Bill Anderson

Something in the warming Of rock and ice by sun Speaks to us of love, Allows our tears to run. Something in the river's Smooth caress of stone Teaches tenderness As we lie down together Bone to bone. Something in the sunlight On the waters mirrored face Reminds us of...

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When it happens to you…

When it happens to you the stars will come down flood down through the top of your head – their light will fill you up completely. You will walk vibrating through the dark of a soft summer night in and out of shadows – past tents strung with lights – men and women...

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