Showing posts with label inside. Show all posts
Showing posts with label inside. Show all posts

Saturday, June 1, 2013

Glimmer

So.  There*s this vimeo by Ira Glass about the creative process.  It feels deeply true.  Not just for writers, or artists or the named/unnamed creative folk... you know, the ones who claim creativity as their life*s work.  No.  It seems true for all of us, working and practicing to get it more right, whatever it is.  Here it is:  

I find it simple.  And brilliant.

Now
I sit with people
One by one
By one.
They sit with me
Too.
We teach each other
To listen,
Then listen some more.
Sometimes,
Really only sometimes,
A door or window
Cracks open
And we can ease it open
A little more,
Until we can see
What*s inside,
A glimmer
Of what*s inside.
Or a perhaps a glimmer
Of what*s outside.

Monday, July 30, 2012

Inside/Outside

It is often difficult, on the inside of any organization, to remember there is an outside as well.  Sometimes a change on the outside reflects a change on the inside.  Sometimes change goes from inside... out.  Still, on the inside, no matter the lighting, it is entirely possible to forget the outside... exists.

I sit inside under fluorescent light.
It is possible to forget
There is an outside
To this particular
Inside.
It is possible to forget
There is an upside
To this particular
Downside.
I hear the radio.
The cars pour by
On Roosevelt Road.
Glints in the cracks
Of the vertical blinds
 Remind me there is an outside
To this inside,
This place only certain people
Know
Exists.
Today the outside sign was changed
From
Financial Assistance Needed
To
Thank you for your contribution DMG
Today the outside changed
A little.
Today, here in the neon,
There are signs
The inside might perhaps
Be changing
As well.