By Elizabeth Enslin on October 22, 2009
A poem randomly assembled from words taken from the submission guidelines of literary journals. Written in response to Read Write Poem’s “Get Your Poem On #97.”
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Posted in Poetry, Recent | Tagged play, Poetry |
By Elizabeth Enslin on March 25, 2009
No. 1 in a series: My WordPress Odyssey Warning: If you’re looking for a step-by-step how-to on WordPress, this isn’t it. This is a how-I-did-it with dashes of humor and perhaps a few pinches of insight you may or may not find useful. I began this blog on my main website at www.elizabethenslin.com. As described
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| Tagged patience, play, web design, wordpress |
By Elizabeth Enslin on February 1, 2009
Bald Eagle, Sandy River Delta So many birds today on the Sandy River Delta, including two bald eagles. One flew overhead, landed in a cottonwood tree by the Columbia River shore, screeched and flapped its wings at another already in the tree. Courtship perhaps. The water has receded a lot over the last few weeks,
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Posted in Around the Northwest, Wildlife Encounters | Tagged nature, nostalgia, photography, play |
By Elizabeth Enslin on January 31, 2009
I’ve been writing and rewriting a manuscript on Nepal for at least ten years and am ready to be done with it, but I’m not. I have to dig in and do some really hard work revising pieces that grew stale for me a long time ago. I’ve been over the same material many times
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Posted in Cultural Diversity, Writing | Tagged music, play, rhythm |
By Elizabeth Enslin on December 26, 2008
The snow is melting now; I’m going to miss it. Oh, I’ll be glad to be able to drive again without worrying about chains and snow shovels. But I’ve enjoyed almost two weeks with a good excuse for not driving, shopping, or doing the usual Christmas run-around. Snow enforced stillness and quiet and convinced me
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Posted in Explorations | Tagged music, play, snow |
By Elizabeth Enslin on December 17, 2008
It’s snowing here in Portland, Oregon, and I’m wondering whether or not to start a blog. Django – my eighty-two pound, chocolate, standard poodle- doesn’t care. He’s been hinting at other activities all day with barks, yawns, groans, hopeful looks, nudges, playbows. I’ve been ignoring him to work on this fledgling website, respond to a literary journal interested in one of my essays, send another essay on its first submissions round, eat lunch, answer phone calls, wash dishes, read some blogs to see if I really want to become one of millions sharing the minutiae of everyday life….
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Posted in On Blogging, Seasons and Rituals, Writing | Tagged balance, blogging, inspiration, passion, Pets, play, snow, standard poodles |
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