Theresa Williams-Author [Exile Edition]

I'm a University Lecturer in English and the author of a novel, The Secret of Hurricanes (MacAdam/Cage 2002). My life is summed up by Rumi, who said: "My story gets told in various ways: a romance, a dirty joke, a war, a vacancy." Rumi's quote is the epigraph to Hurricanes. The purpose of this journal is to explore creativity and the writing life.

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Saturday, August 25, 2007

Mouth

Today
in my
yard
I
kissed
a
flower's
mouth--

A sunflower--
its seeds
were hard
like
teeth.

Theresa Williams at 2:15 AM

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ggw072:26 AM
Lovely! The seeds are bursting!
Gretchen
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Theresa Williams: Northwest Ohio, United States; "I was no better than dust, yet you cannot replace me. . . Take the soft dust in your hand--does it stir: does it sing? Has it lips and a heart? Does it open its eyes to the sun? Does it run, does it dream, does it burn with a secret, or tremble In terror of death? Or ache with tremendous decisions?. . ." --Conrad Aiken

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