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Shootings / Stars
 


June 2020

My YouTube channel is ready for prime time. Take a look please and “like” & subscribe too!

Thanks and HUGS to Dana Walden who got the ball rolling and Jess Weber.

Friends:


“We live in a state of radical uncertainty. The first step is to accept it.” Writes Mark Lilla, Professor of Humanities /Columbia, in the NYT editorial “No One Knows What’s Going to Happen.” Lilla continues: “The history of humanity is the history of impatience. Not only do we want knowledge of the future, we want it when we want it. The Book of Job condemns as prideful this desire for immediate attention. Speaking out of the whirlwind, God makes it clear that he is not a vending machine.” 

Of course, the brilliant teacher Pema Chodren addressed this topic in “Comfortable with Uncertainty.” 

Meaningless deaths, epic meanness and just plain cluelessness abounds. We empaths are left, shaking heads but can’t shake hands. Exasperated, incensed, humbled and enraged. 

What words can be spoken in such an incomprehensible time?  I have none, but I do turn to my teachers at these times. I hope you will take a moment also to listen in to a podcast from Spirit Rock, Zen Center or On Being.


For the time being, I deliver a diversion:

“Extreme” is coming July 14th.

PRE-ORDERS ARE OPEN


See the media coverage from the Hollywood Times and WUSA9: 

MEDIA CLIPS

 




ONWARD
 
This Saturday!
Zoom class “You can be a winning writer”
Sponsored by Women’s National Book Association, SF chapter:

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UPCOMING EVENT
 
Friday, June 5th
Shade Press

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Saturday, July 11
California Writers Club, Orange Country Chapter
“You Can Be a Winning Writer”
Zoom link coming


NEW NEWS

“The Blues” Won First Place
Women’s National Book Association Writing Contest
 
“Pivot” won 3rd place
 

What I’m reading:
 
“Nine Perfect Strangers” Liane Moriarty
 
“It All Comes Back to You”
 
And,  in the New Yorker, “The Fire Gilder,” by Eavan Boland:
 
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IN THE COMMUNITY
 

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Zack Rogow 
KQED Perspective on going out into nature during confinement:

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Blue Light Press
Published the work of six visionary poets in a best selling anthology!

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From Dana Walden:
The Goodness Tour: 

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Emily Klion : SF Youth Theater 
Do you know any young people at home?
See this youth theater page for inspiration and great performances!
Like their YouTube Page

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Where we are donating:
 NAACP
 ACLU
 
Black Lives Matter:

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In Memorium: Michael McClure
 
George Brook’s tribute to Michael McClure:

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And, Jack Foley’s poetic tribute
THE KING, THE PRINCE, THE POET
for Michael McClure (October 20, 1932-May 4, 2020)

The prince is dead.
Defender of whales.
It didn't seem possible.
The great one
Who read his work at
The most famous of all
San Francisco readings
Six Gallery, 1955.
The one who voiced his poems
To the marvelous melodies
Of Ray Manzarek,
From whom Janis Joplin
Stole a song,
The one who told me,
"People who wear black
Are in mourning for themselves."
The king is dead.
The one who survived
Everything
And lived to sing of it,
The one who spoke
Chaucer in the original
So that people might know
Where our language came from.
The king, the prince, the poet
Who rose from Wichita
And embodied San Francisco
Who called to the birds near his home
Who answered.
"We were making," he told me,
"The myth of ourselves."
He survived so much
It seemed likely
That Death would make an exception
In his case
(No, he did not have Coronavirus!)
But this wonderful man
Is gone from us.
His Angel weeps.
Her name is Amy
And she will forever be
His love, his partner
Though there was another
Who loved him too.
Dear Angel, whose wings
Will have to fly in a different way
To find him now.
I loved them both
And learned from them.
She survives to build a world
Around herself in which
Michael forever is
And isn't
While she goes on.
May she fly, as she always has,
With sweet, compassionate dignity.
May her delicate hands
Build figures (embodiments) that live forever
As Michael's words
Will live forever.
There is a world
That does not die.
The Muses 
Weep.
 
*


Thank you for reading!
Send your news!
 
Joan
 


PHOTO ALBUM






Lies, babbling, lamenting

 






We celebrated our 21st anniversary May 26

 







Harvey Milks Bday - Celebrated on Zoom

 






When all else fails - The perfect margarita 



 
 

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