Author Archives: Susan L Daniels

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About Susan L Daniels

I am a firm believer that politics are personal, that faith is expressed through action, and that life is something that must be loved and lived authentically--or why bother with any of it?

muse-ridden

Like an idiot savant crunching numbers between her teeth, savoring the sweet saltiness and solving problems faster than calculator memory, or bowing and plucking violin strings with more skill than the first chair at the symphony; but forgetting to tie her shoes, or … Continue reading

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Duet #2: Thoughts on Dinner

By Noel Ihebuzor and Susan L. Daniels Noel: the thought of what to eat is as important as how and where to eat Susan: Yes, what can we feed on to justify a meeting between 2 continents, tectonic plates that do not overlap; … Continue reading

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masks

The me that is really not me encounters you that is not you 2 masks dancing together could become the us we should be tumbling in air & sketching on sky

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05/10/2012

I never danced with the devil; only my friend Michael & now I dance with a man across hours, days, continents, cultures without ever touching & the music is of our own making ***Here I am, savoring my morning coffee … Continue reading

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affinity

If we were to meet on a cellular level, amoeba to amoeba, or 2 paramecia bumbling into one another in a drop of water eyeless and earless, mouthless and voiceless, would we still recognize each other? I think we would … Continue reading

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how to make it to 45 (& beyond)

We are not victims, overwhelmed by being; the pure force of life pouring oceans over our heads & us drowning, overwhelmed because of it– No, we have learned how to swim with, over, under & across currents that pull gentler … Continue reading

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word-working: smithing or singing

each word, when spoken carries music & form & when strung together they can beome symphonies, or links of a chain when I was a teenager, & wrote horrible poetry, I used to hum while I wrote– twisting sound like … Continue reading

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