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| Occupation | Dollmaker, Poet, Housebuilder |
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| Location | West Virginia, Côte d’Ivoire |
| Introduction | Water gathering most days I wait through blue and sun till dusk or even later and the rose has faded to lavender, to gray some days, the sleet has started and the leaves underfoot are slick with ice somehow I'm never sorry and never learn one night I waited till the stars were out dropped the bucket into sound, only felt the weight of it filling and the night full of stars and the river full of stars and the bucket full of stars come morning, the coffee is also full of stars |
| Interests | Charming the universe into submission, Sunshine, Rain, Rivers. |
| Favorite Movies | Zorba, Gone With, Never on, Black Orpheus, The Crying Game, 最后皇帝, Thelma and, Fantasia, Last Tango in Paris |
| Favorite Music | Rock, Blue Grass, Folk, Ode to Joy, Well-Tempered Clavier, Will the Circle be Unbroken?, Amazing Grace, Handel/Messiah. |
| Favorite Books | Gravity's Rainbow, Swann's Way, Epitaph of a Small Winner, Lilith, Round Heeled Woman, After the Ecstasy the Laundry, KRISTIN LAVRANSDOTTER, Out of Africa, Reveille for Radicals, People of the Lie |
Well, maybe they don't need them, but don't you think that some fish might like a bicycle?
INDEED. AND A SAILBOAT, TOO.